Shandie's back was soaked with sweat by now.
“M-Mr. Nightshire...”
She could yell at Arielle easily, but she dared not yell at Vinson.
Vinson retracted his arm and announced coldly, “I know plenty of people are dying to get my name card, so I've never seen someone discarding my name card like trash. Ms. Southall, do you resent me that much?”
Shandie's gaze narrowed in shock.
She swallowed hastily and found her voice. “N-No. It's because Arielle was outrageous. It has nothing to do with you. I...” “Pick up that name card!” Vinson cut in impatiently.
Shandie's fists balled up at his order.
Did he just ask me to pick it up? This is so humiliating!
Alas, she didn't have the courage to go against Vinson's orders.
With an ugly scowl, she went back to pick up the name card and handed it to Arielle reluctantly as the crowd gave her mocking gazes.
She had just stretched out her hand to give Arielle the name card when Vinson seized it.
Confused, she turned toward Vinson. He asserted, “Since the Southalls resent me, I shall take back the name card none of you wanted.”
With that, he tore the name card into pieces.
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