"Mr. Chriss..." Jacquelin was in a sorry state, her tearful eyes fixed on Elijah.
However, Elijah frowned, devoid of any sympathy.
"Mr. Chriss, your wife—"
"What about my wife?" he cut in.
"Well..." Jacquelin was at a loss.
Wasn't it clear? She was covered in frappe, and she was trembling all over!
Elijah said coldly, "Ms. Dillon, haven't you always thought of yourself as my mistress? If these were feudal times, you'd be a 'concubine'."
Kasey froze, staring at Elijah.
"Since you're a concubine…" Elijah approached Kasey and stood beside her. "Then, if the legitimate wife scolds you or slaps you, it's only right. Don't be upset about it, okay? What's 'showering' you with a frappe? Even if she were to throw dirty sink water at you out of anger, you'd still have to bear it! Understand?"
"What?!" Jacquelin's face paled.
Kasey was utterly shocked. In her memory, this seemed to be the first time Elijah stood on her side.
She could not believe it. "Elijah, do you know what you're saying?"
Elijah glanced at Kasey. "I'm not senile yet."
"Then..." Kasey gulped. "I made her look like this, but you—"
Elijah impatiently interrupted, "Do I look like someone who's here to uphold justice?!"
Kasey fell silent but could not help a smile.
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