“What a pitiful loser. All the insults you throw at me are nothing more than the rewards of my victory. It sounds better than songs of praise from someone else because the more you insult me, the more tragic you’ve lost. And, the more I’ve won.”
Jasper, who was standing beside, could not help but take another look at Celine when she spoke. In all honesty, women really were superior when they argued. This alone was enough to get rid of a large group of people and their potty mouths.
William’s body trembled in infuriation but Celine was no longer interested in arguing with him.
“Do you even know what a true winner is? No, you don’t. Look at this man beside me that you called a barbarian. Yet has he paid you any attention from the get-go? Your every insult sounds nothing more than the barks of stray dogs to him.
“You can insult us as much as you want, but remember that you’re going to trial soon while we’re going to celebrate. This is the true difference between a winner and a loser. It’s not about who has the loudest voice.”
With that, Celine wrapped an arm around Jasper’s arm and the two turned to leave.
William’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at the two retreating figures. He was too infuriated to speak.
After taking just two steps, Celine seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned with a smile.
“Oh yeah, I’ve also gotten Paulson’s promise that I’ll be taking over your position.
“I’ll be the president of the Terra regional branch.
“See you, or maybe not. We belong to two different worlds now and there won’t be any reason for us to meet again. You’ve already lost and have nothing left. How tragic.”
Celine and Jasper left, leaving William to roar and shout. Following this was the sound of the car door closing and then, silence.
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