“Um, Ms. Berry, this is Mr. Jensen, Mr. Shaw's future father-in-law... You might want to...” one of the backstage staff reminded Ashlyn softly after hurrying over.
She meant to say that they could not afford to offend Richard's fiancée and father-in-law.
After all, Ashlyn was only Richard's godsister, which was nothing compared to his direct family.
When Robert heard the woman speaking to him was Ashlyn, he turned contemptuous and sneered, “Ha! Ashlyn Berry? Are you the unknown influencer who took Sadie's spot at the opening show? Lucas must love you so much to throw you out under the spotlight, walking down a runway.”
Ashlyn smiled at his snarky comments. “Oh, I suppose you must also love your daughter so much you allow her to do a humble job like modeling.”
Robert was caught off guard by her witty comeback, but he quickly replied, “My daughter is a supermodel. Do you know what that is? She's famous worldwide! You're nothing compared to her. You're just a wannabe.”
“Actually, did you drink from the toilet before coming here? Is that why nothing good comes out of your mouth when you speak?” Ashlyn dissed.
“You—You're so vulgar!” Robert exclaimed, his face puffing red as he breathed heavily.
Cassandra was enough to piss him off, let alone another woman who talked just like her.
I swear birds of the same feather flock together. This filthy woman is just like Cassandra!
“You're the one who started it, Mr. Jensen. You said I was a wannabe. It seems like Jensen Group's president is equally vulgar. Your level of sophistication amazed me,” Ashlyn refuted as she glanced dispassionately at the man and his daughters.
“To be honest, I'm not surprised the daughters you brought up turned out to love sour grapes,” Ashlyn added.
Here, she smiled and clapped, signaling her men to bring some Sour Patch Kids.
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