Thinking about it carefully, Daveer was terrified. He tried hard to calm himself down, making the smile on his face look like a blooming flower. He was about to say hello to Jacob in a humble tone and tell him that he had admired Jacob for a long time.
However, every smart and knowledgeable person would have a pig-like teammate standing behind them, and Daveer was no exception. Before he could say anything, his wife stepped forward and said in a sarcastic tone of voice, "Daveer, this b*stard is not a good person."
"If he hadn't fanned the flames, Posen, that trash, wouldn't have dared to come forward and slap me. This b*stard is not a good guy. You must teach him a good lesson. Otherwise, he won't know his place. Come on, teach him a good lesson."
"What did you say?" The relationship that Daveer had just dreamed up in his mind disappeared in an instant. His wife's words scared him out of his wits.