CEO's Revengeful Queen novel Chapter 21

"You're not just ungrateful, but also a disgrace to your family! How dare you, at such a young age, disrespect your father and grandfather by becoming an elderly man's mistress?!" 

Hunk wished he could kick these two idiots out of the Powell's on the spot.

Just then, Germaine, who had been silent throughout, walked towards Cicely and Carla. Without a word, she smacked them across their faces. 

Cicely held her smarting face and glared at the woman in front of her, "Who do you think you are?! How dare you smack me?!"

Carla also cradled her face. She was furious and wanted to smack the woman too. Germaine merely coldly glanced at her, and Carla was stunned by Germaine's aura.

Germaine narrowed her eyes at Cicely and said sternly, "Who are you? How dare you speak ill of Miss White?"

"You!" Cicely was seething and reached out to smack Germaine. 

"Stop!" Hunk immediately stood up and struck Cicely across the face.  "Shame on you. Apologize to Mrs. Foster at once!"

Cicely looked at her husband in shock. "You....hit me?!"

Hunk angrily asked, "Do you know who President Foster is?"

Cicely said disdainfully, "Who else can he be? He's Annetta's lover!"

"You are really shameless! President Foster is the founder of Infinity Group!"

"Wh...What? How could it be..." Cicely's face paled in shock.

The people around her looked at her as if they were looking at a fool. "Once a mistress, always a mistress. How dare she foolishly spread rumours when she herself doesn't even recognize President Foster of Infinity Group?!"

There was no concern for her spiteful stare. 

If Carla was a volcano, she would have exploded. 

Lorin looked at Hunk White and his family's fleeing backs and sneered, "Still useless after all these years!"

Lance comforted him, "Old Master Lorin, don't bother arguing with this type of person. As the saying goes, "a tiger can't eat its cubs", that man is worse than an animal!" 

Lorin sighed and said, "President Foster and Mrs. Foster, thank you for gracing me with your presence. Let not be bothered by those eyesores. Please, take a seat." 

"There's no need," Lance said with a chuckle.