She gulped and replied, “I didn’t mean to do it, Sir Wharton. I just thought that I was of no more use to you, so I didn’t dare return to your side.”
“Because you’ve seen me get rid of everyone I’ve lost use for, because you were afraid, that’s why you didn’t dare come back. Is that what you’re telling me?” Wharton asked.
Yvonne was too terrified to speak.
“You do not get to decide whether you are useful to me or not, I do!
“If I claim that you are, then you’ll live a great life even if you’re in a persistent vegetative state. If I claim that you’re not, then you can be the most outstanding person in the world and I will still wipe you off the surface of it. I do not need smart*sses, understood?”
Wharton’s gaze was ice-cold and void of any emotion.
“Un-Understood.” Yvonne nodded frantically.
“Is there a man by Celine’s side?” Wharton asked indifferently.
Yvonne nodded and replied, “His name is Jasper Laine. A Somer businessman, he’s produced great results.”
“Great results, huh?” Wharton chuckled humorlessly. “That makes sense, or he wouldn’t dare touch women like Celine. Nor would Celine like him if he wasn’t an accomplished man.”
Yvonne mustered up the courage to speak, “Sir Wharton, Celine fired me because of that Jasper.”
With that, Yvonne received a harsh slap across her face from Wharton.
This was a strong slap, and it had Yvonne falling on the ground from the impact. Her reddened cheek immediately began swelling as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Yvonne did not dare to make a sound, so she cupped her cheek with one hand and held back her tears. She was too afraid to cry.
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