Shirley Thorne reviewed her usual texting style and daily habits, and very reluctantly had to admit it.
She was indeed greedy and sharp-tongued, and especially with people like Susan Langley, she usually liked to add a dash of snark.
Erm…
In short, the billionaire was imitating her perfectly.
When Susan Langley saw the message, she nearly lost her composure and started cursing.
'That shameless hussy!'
'It's bad enough she's using her looks to seduce Ethan, parading their debauchery in broad daylight, but now she's even after money that isn't hers! How can Ethan's taste be so poor?'
Susan Langley was livid. She couldn't calm down for the longest time and only managed to reply with a short sentence.
[Shirley, let me think about it.]
Shirley Thorne's reply came quickly.
[Take your time. I know your family's fortune is vast, so it's easy to be overwhelmed by the choices. I don't blame you.]
Susan Langley: …
'Damn it!'
'Hussy!'
