Chapter 117: Stunned, huh?

When Nash Johnston suddenly stepped forward and even cursed at her, Braylee stared at him, her eyes blazing. "You little punk, you think you can talk to me like that?" He grinned. "So what if I do? You look like you're begging to get chewed out." "You…" "Braylee, why bother stooping to a broke loser like him?" "I don't even want their bad luck rubbing off on me!" her best friend sneered at Nash and the others. Braylee chimed in, chuckling. "Ha, exactly. One's a has-been whose company went...