Chapter 1156: Exhausting All Schemes, The True Face of Sheldon Yale! (7)

Evelyn Sherman had just reassured herself when she saw Chester Yale suddenly lift his foot and kick toward the butler's knee.

His handsome face darkened, his voice indifferent, "My woman, you can't see her, what use are your eyeballs for?"

The butler trembled all over, quickly bending over toward Evelyn Sherman.

"Miss Sherman, good."

"Call her Young Mistress," Chester Yale's even colder voice rang in her ear again.

Evelyn Sherman tugged at his sleeve, not wanting to fuss over a butler, but Chester Yale, with a wicked glint in his eyes, was still staring unblinkingly at the butler, insisting on a respectful greeting for Evelyn Sherman.

The butler was Sheldon Yale's man; his attitude represented Sheldon Yale's attitude.

Even a butler dared to show disdain for Evelyn Sherman in his presence; if he did not take care of it, others might really think they could run wild over his head!

"Young Master, you are not married yet; according to the rules..."