Olivia Tyler's face was pale in an instant.
She looked up at the man who looked at herself in front of her eyes and could hardly believe her ears. "Sean Brown, what did you say?"
"I said, I asked you to take off your clothes." Sean Brown looked down at the woman in front of him, his face was with extremely ironic expression. "Are you not coming to Shanghai as a singing and dancing girl? Now the guests let you undress. Is there anything wrong with it?"
The cold words smashed the last fluke of Olivia’s heart.
She bowed her head and tears rolled off her cheeks.
She knew that Sean Brown mustn't be so kind and offered help to her.
For a long time, he just wanted to insult her.
At this time, there were so many people in the box, men and women, but he even wanted to take off her clothes on her own. How much he hated her would make he want to humiliate her like this?
When they heard the words of Sean Brown, the other people in the box couldn’t help but stunned. In the end, Lin Manman couldn’t stand it and couldn’t help but whispered: “Sean, can you forget it? After all, Olivia is still a little girl..."
Lin Manman whispered to comfort him, but she didn’t expect that before she finished speaking ---
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