Yvette laughed lightly and took a sip of fruit wine.
"Carter is really unlucky. He can't even get rid of a woman?"
"This woman seems easy to deal with, but she’s actually very clingy. She's so shameless that she can do anything!"
Julie spoke.
Nicole paused. Her phone vibrated a little a s someone replied to her message.
She hooked the corners of her lips and calmly withdrew her gaze.
About twenty minutes passed.
No one noticed that another person came into the banquet hall. No one made a point t
o ask about a well-dressed gentry that did not stand out.
In less than two minutes, there was a sudden commotion in the banquet hall.
It seemed like someone smashed something.
Yvette also heard it. She immediately put down the glass she was holding and pulled Nicole’s arm.
“Let's go and watch the show!"
Nicole was dragged forward. She could already guess what happened.
Many people gathered around to watch.
This time, they were all watching openly.
Ian stood there like it had nothing to do with him. He looked at the man and woman in the center with cold eyes.
Although Ian's shirt was a bit messy, it did not affect his elegant and noble look.
Over on the sofa, a man with red eyes fiercely slapped a woman.
The woman wailed and shouted for help at first. She then looked at the crowd from time to time.
However, Ian, who could help her the most, did not even want to look at her. Even if he did, it was just to see her make a fool of herself.
Riley, who hit her, slapped her a little harder and angrily questioned her.
"Tell me! Didn't you say that you're having dinner with your girlfriends tonight? Did you come here to fish for a sugar daddy?!”
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