Yale was instantly irritated upon hearing Michelle’s name. The woman was nothing but trouble!
“Mr. Yale.” The servant waited for his response nervously. “Ms. Carmichael, should I—”
Before the sentence was completed, Michelle barged in.
Matthew was shocked. He knew that his son was a playboy and usually hooked up with celebrities and models. There was a Yelena earlier, his plaything he kept by his side, but he did not expect his son to be such a womanizer!
Matthew was furious. “Yale Hamerton! You— All you do is playing with these sl*ts!”
Yale rolled his eyes and waved a hand for his butler to send Matthew out.
Matthew walked off scolding, “I’m your father, and I can’t even nag you? Go on then, have fun! You’re going to kill yourself like this one day! Useless brat…”
Yale was fuming inside and grabbed a cup from the table to throw it at the wall.
The shard flew to Michelle’s face, and she fumbled back with a scream, looking at him with her hands covering her face in horror.
After a moment, Yale took a deep breath and sneered at her. “What brings you here?”
Michelle’s mind went blank. She could not remember whatever she wanted to question him just now.
“Oh, I…” She did her best to control her trembling voice. “I just wanted to ask you w-why my videos aren’t trending recently, Mr. Yale.”
Yale frowned and shot her an annoyed look.
“Mr. Yale!” Michelle was anxious. “I don’t have many likes and generate basically no traffic… W-What’s going on!?”
“You’re f*cking useless, that’s what. What does it have to do with me?”
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