"How dare you scold me?"
Aylin glanced sideways. "I didn't say who it was. You like to take it personally. It seems that you know it too."
Haleigh's chest heaved violently, and her face turned pale.
She couldn't speak for a long time.
That ex-wife had a way with words, and she was not an easy person to deal with.
Jacquelyn narrowed her eyes slightly. It was time for her to make a move.
"Ms. Aylin, please don't judge a person by your own standards," she said with a faint smile. She looked elegant, but her eyes were filled with disdain.
Aylin was wearing a gown like a waitress.
Therefore, Jacquelyn naturally regarded Aylin as the head waiter of the restaurant. "I can understand that with your identity and knowledge, you probably can't imagine our life. In fact, we don't care much about the price. If it's not that we're afraid of wasting the food, it's not a big deal to order all of your dishes."