Standing opposite Emma, Ruth fearlessly put her hands on her hips and looked at Emma in a shrewish manner. "I am the one who slapped you!"
The person who was standing at the side was Ryan.
"You...” Emma had never expected it. Never in a million years did Emma expect it! Even such a little b* tch like Ruth dared to slap her. Who did she take Emma for? Was Emma a person that could be slapped whenever someone wanted to?
"Ryan! I am your aunt!" Emma roared at Ryan.
Ryan shrugged. "Aunt Emma, I am obsessed with this chick now. She has a lot of flaws. She is uncultured, doesn't dress up, is vulgar, and looks like a shrew. You are much more elegant than her, but I have seen enough elegant chicks. I just prefer the kind like Ruth right now. I can't control her. Once I controlled her, she would cry and run away. I won't be able to get her around even if I tried for a month."
Emma stuttered in anger. "You..."
Ruth still had her hands on her waist. That way Ruth glared at her was as if once Emma dared to move a little, she would go up and pull Emma's hair. Ruth's eyes were radiating with provoking glints, and she arrogantly threatened Emma. "B*tch, listen up! Master Alex had found Jane and gotten her back with great
difficulty. If you dare to lay a single finger on her, I will ...strip all the hairs off your body!"
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