Chapter 421: Fifi Du's Game

Hersz had truly hit his breaking point. If it weren't for Sabah Taylor, he'd have tossed these sycophants out of the room ages ago. "Shut up, you mooch! Who do you think you are, talking to us?" The group of sycophants bristled, glaring daggers at Hersz. "Talking to you makes my skin crawl!" Hersz scanned them with utter disdain. "Do your fathers know how disgraceful you act out here?" "Is this how you show respect to your parents at home?" "I can't fathom people like you. Did you grow up drinking...