I couldn't hold back anymore. I tapped to start the call and coldly asked, "I bet you were discussing the case in your female assistant's bed, weren't you?"
"Was the candlelit dinner last night fragrant?"
"Were your precious female assistant's hands soft?" "
"Wife, please don't misunderstand!"
"It's not what you think!"
I moved my fingers and blocked him directly.
I no longer needed any explanations.
Let him keep those words to tell my parents later.
Meanwhile, Hans looked at the red exclamation marks following his consecutive messages and his expression darkened rapidly.
"Damn it!"
"Bitch!"
A single curse wasn't enough to vent his anger; he smashed the phone into pieces.
Pamela, wearing a sexy nightgown, leaned into his arms and pouted. "Darling, you shouldn't have bothered explaining to her. It made it seem like you were afraid of her."
Hans pinched her cheek and said solemnly, "This matter isn't as simple as you think."
"I thought Esther's foundation was her father and the company."
"But now that her father is dead and the company is on the brink of collapse, the Latrell Lawyer Association is still willing to go to great lengths for her."