Alex was demotivated as he said, âThis is a snow lotus.â
âHuh, is this really a snow lotus?â
One of the disciples said, âThis really is a snow lotus, but it looks kind of weird.â
Someone added, âIâve seen it on Amazon, my wife ordered some for herself.â
Sharpay immediately looked it up on Amazon. In the next second, she cackled. âI
thought it was something good this time. This snow lotus here only costs 23.8 dollars, it
comes with free shipping too!
If you could drive a Lamborghini, why are you gifting this
piece of sh*t? Not even a dog would want it!â
She immediately threw the snow lotus, which was worth millions dollars, onto the
ground.
Claire angrily lifted her leg and stomped on it several times, trampling it into pieces.
While pointing at Alex, she yelled, âYou loser! You godforsaken loser! Are you done
fooling around yet? Are you really a nemesis of the Assexes? You donât ever do
anything in your life, all you could do is get sh*tty items like this! How long do you plan
on clinging to my Dorothy?
Youâre just a bearer of ill luck, donât you know that? I canât
even stand looking at you, why donât you just drop dead already? Just drop dead, along
with your damn mother! Divorce now! Hurry and divorce my daughter! Trash like you
donât even deserve my Dorothy.â
She kept screaming while poking Alexâs chest and pushing him hard. Bit by bit, she
wanted him to step out of the door.
Dorothy wanted to pull her mother back, yet she was being held back by Beatrice.
The rest of the Bardots, who were standing aside, coldly watched the scene, as if they
were watching an amusing laughing stock.
Sharpay, who was clinging to Edison, smiled coldly as she stared at Claire and Alex.
She then turned to Dorothy, who was ashen-faced.
She was extremely satisfied with
this outcome, as though she were enjoying a cool popsicle in a hot June.
She knew that she was incomparable with Dorothy in many aspects. At first, she was no
match for Dorothy in studies. Then, she was no match for Dorothy in looks and body as
well.
Now, she couldnât even compete with Dorothy in the job position.
However, looking at Dorothy now, Sharpay felt that she had become an ultimate joke.
Sharpay thought that the most important thing in a womanâs life was neither intelligence
nor beauty, but the ability to choose a good husband. If one could marry a good
husband, she would live a blissful life.
On the contrary, if one somehow married a sh*tty
husband, her life would end up in living hell.
Claire was extremely livid as she had never been humiliated like this in her life. She
blamed all of this on Alex, hence she wanted to insult him in every way she could today.
Just then, she realized that a woman appeared right behind Alex.
This womanâs expression was extremely cold yet baleful, glaring at her.
A whim struck Claire as she felt that the woman looked familiar.
Only after a brief
moment of thinking, she finally figured out the woman as she thought, âShe⦠Isnât she
that loser Alexâs mother, Brittany Rockefeller? Isnât she still lying in the hospital bed,
half-dead? Am I seeing things now?â
In the next moment, a hard slap landed on Claireâs delicate face.
Smack!
The slap was loud and clear. A red slap mark instantly surfaced on Claireâs fair face.
Brittanyâs voice echoed through the halls. âClaire Assex, is this how you treat my son?â