If he put their grudges aside, Lisa impressed him, actually.
She must have a death wish to speak to Jasper like that.
The last person who spoke to Jasper like that was probably buried in a grave with grass that was three feet high by now, right?
Lisa seemed to have gone all out.
She cared for nothing and pointed at Anna, saying, “Do you think this man is really that outstanding? It’s all just for show!
“I’m sure you don’t know this, but he’s dating another woman other than you and her name is Wendy Schuler! You? You’re just a spare!”
Lisa’s face was filled with maniacal resentment and thrill. It seemed as though she would never grow tired of smearing Jasper’s name.
“How ridiculous! I can’t believe that you, the Laws’ daughter, actually got deceived by a man from the Mainland and don’t even know you’re an intruder in someone else’s relationship. Don’t you feel embarrassed at all?”
Norman’s face was ashen, and even Ian looked ghastly pale.
They knew that this was all over now.
Anna looked calm. There was a bone-piercingly cold frost in the depths of her eyes.
“Are you a dead man, Henry?” Anna said faintly.
Henry quivered and pushed Norman away without a word, choking Lisa by the throat while sneering, “You really know how to seek your own doom.”
Knowing that things were going in the wrong direction, Norman pounced forward and yelled, “Don’t, Mr. Law! Please don’t. Stop for my sake.”
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