"Leave?" Irene Morton had a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, "What should I do, I actually feel like slapping you once is not satisfying enough, and you just let me go like this, I'm really not willing at all."
Irene's overbearing attitude made Sophie Smith unable to endure any longer.
"If you don't leave, I'll call the police, or..." Sophie curved her lips slightly, speaking calmly, "Or, I'll call Asher Land, it's up to you."
"Call Brother Asher?" Irene clenched her fists, how dare she say such a thing?
Irene snorted coldly, determined to teach her a lesson.
With that, Irene raised her hand again, ready to slap Sophie in the face. This time, Sophie was prepared and certainly wouldn't let her hit her for nothing, but even with preparation, she was no match for Irene, especially since she was still dealing with a cold and fever, her body barely had any strength.
Irene forcefully pushed Sophie to the ground.
