He was none other than Alex Rockefeller.
“Huh? Why is the rubbish Rockefeller here? Didn’t he already get divorced?” Emma whispered softly in surprise with shocked expression.
Anderson was also taken aback and subconsciously shrank his neck. He was scared of Alex’s beating.
Although Emma‘s voice was soft, Alex heard every word in his ears. He turned his head towards her and took a glance at her.
This glance that carried an overpowering might instantly shook Emma, as if she had fallen into the ice cellar. A chill rushed from the soles of her feet straight to her brain.
“Are you Dorothy Assex?”
Ysabel looked at Dorothy, who walked in front of her, with a hostile face.
As the two stood together, the difference was obvious in that instant.
Not only was Dorothy half a head taller than her, but she even far surpassed her regardless of the facial features, figure and temperament, causing her to look like an ugly duckling by standing at the side. This made Ysabel filled with uncontrollable envy, jealousy and hatred inside her heart.
No matter how much cosmetics she used or how many spas she did, she could not be compared with Dorothy’s natural beauty.
It was no wonder that her husband, Benedict Maldini lusted after her.
Dorothy said, “That’s right, I am Dorothy Assex. Who are you? Show your credentials and let me see whether you are qualified to dictate me here.”
Ysabel was furious by Dorothy’s words.
She tilted her chin up and said, “My last name is Yoder, that’s my qualification! To a poorly born woman like you, I am an existence that you can’t afford to mess with, let alone to offend! Hmph, aren’t you just relying on your beauty, selling it among the men and relying on their charity, to sit in this CEO position? In the end, you are just a toy for men! How dare a b*tch like you blackmail my husband? Where did you get the courage to do so?”
Ysabel’s words were unpleasant to hear and vicious.
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