Chapter 22: Women Are Like Clothes
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Updated : Mar 15th, 2025
Half a minute later, Sullivan and Henry both ended their calls.
"Son of a b*tch!"
Sullivan clenched his teeth, his face twisted in outrage. The calm, confident demeanor he had just moments ago was gone. He grabbed the cup of hot tea from the table and hurled it to the ground with all his strength, snapping, "They dared to stir up trouble at Simpson Group? Do they have a death wish?"
The porcelain shattered into tiny fragments as tea splattered everywhere.
"Mr. Simpson, don't get too worked up."
Henry...
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