Harper's face darkened.
Her ex-husband had also said she was like a stone, like wood, and she didn't expect Preston to say the same.
Was it because she didn't work hard enough in bed for those few years, or was she just naturally meant to be degraded and bullied by men?
"Don't say that about Harper. Although she's a little older than you, she's still a girl. Ladies first."
Elsie held onto Preston's arm, looking graceful and generous, showing that she had a broad mind.
Stella felt that her appearance and eloquence, and her affected manner, were very much like a woman with a lot of scheming.
"Elsie, did I get your name right? You look quite old, or mature. Why are you talking nonsense with Preston?"
Elsie didn't expect Harper's friend to launch a personal attack on her. She was so angry that her face turned pale and then red.
She bit her lower lip, her eyebrows and eyes drooping, trying to sway Preston's arm and tell him about her grievances.
But Stella didn't give her the chance. She opened her handbag and took out a gold-plated business card, smiling as she handed it to Elsie.
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