“Puff!” Laughter came from the door. It was Jim and Kris standing there.
Jim said as a rascal, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear just now, just because you talked too loudly, so I laughed.”
Kris glanced at me coldly with a bad face, handing Samson the documents, “You do have your own family, I shouldn’t make gestures, but you shouldn’t let a woman like Sharon Sandra bully her!”
After that, he was to leave with holding Carol.
But I blocked them, looking at Kris coldly, “What kind of woman do you think of me?”
“Selfish, unscrupulous, insidious!” He was not stingy to utter a few words smoothly.
I nodded and smiled sarcastically, “It’s hard for you to observe me so carefully, so what is your sweetheart like?”