"Unlike a poor man like me who comes from the countryside, whose life is worthless and can withstand the torment."
She looked strong on the outside, but tears welled up in her eyes.
It was as if he had endured a great injustice when he said this.
Seeing this, Vincent showed an expression of pity and doting.
When he looked at me again, his expression suddenly changed: "Compared to Scarlett, you are just a cheap country chicken."
"I built this huge Kingsley Group single-handedly."
"You spent six years in the outfield and gave nothing."
"Why do I rely on my status to act so arrogantly? What qualifications do I have to be called a royal concubine?"
He paused slightly, his eyes growing more disgusted: "Since you mentioned the child, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"Now, kowtow and apologize to Scarlett immediately, and I will grant you the opportunity to continue the Foster family's lineage!"
"Otherwise, you will never be able to have my child in this life."
"After all, a child born from inferior genes like yours is really dispensable."
Hearing that, my blood boiled. "You want me to apologize for something I didn't do wrong? You're dreaming!"