The wife of The Head of Abraham Village

Hans had never expected to see Scarlett so ruthless. Scarlett had just kicked precisely on his ball.

He bent down in pain. But he could put his hand on his ball in public. It hurt so much that he almost cursed.

"You are a ..."

"Beauty? Thanks for the compliment!"

Scarlett held her head up high and smiled.

"You should be glad that my husband didn't see what you did. Otherwise, you will be greeted with more than a kick!"

Scarlett ignored Hans' painful expression and left.

"Damn you, woman!" Hans cursed with gritted teeth. He looked at Scarlett darkly.

Hans exchanged a dark look with the waiter at the door to confirm that everything was as planned before he pushed the door and got in.

When Mike saw Scarlett's expression as she entered the door, he knew Scarlett was not someone to cross.

"What did you do?" Mike looked curiously at her.

Scarlett blinked. "What can I do? I am just a girl!"

"Hans, what's wrong?" Anna asked.

'The way he walked seems a bit strange.'