My Dreamy Old Husband

As a matter of fact, the Adams family had been in the insurance industry for several generations. As such, they had become giants in the industry. Moreover, those who were in this industry were relentless, had great patience, and not to mention thick skin.

Thus, Betsy was determined to win over Harry after coming back to Cethos this time.

The Adams family was the king of the insurance industry, and there was no insurance that they couldn’t sell. Nor were there any men that she couldn’t get.

Of course, they were also kings of coming up with various reasons for not settling claims.

As expected, Sarah gave in.

At that moment, the three women sat together to negotiate while Hope was still in Betsy’s arms with a sour face, which was littered with lipstick stains.

Betsy laid out her conditions. “Since you’ve given in, I’ll lay out my terms. I want Harry.” Her tone was firm, as if she was saying, ‘You will buy this insurance from me’.

At once, Sarah slammed the table and shot up from her seat. “Dream on, you b*tch!”

Hastily, Sophia pulled her back down to her seat and advised, “I know what you’re feeling, Sarah, but we can work this out calmly. Let’s all sit and talk it out like grownups, alright?”

She held Sarah’s hand and subtly hinted at her while tugging her back down to sit. When she calmed down, Sophia took the opportunity to continue, “As for you, it’s rude to come and grab someone else’s husband like that. How about both of you take a step back and have a discussion on how you’re going to share him. You could each take him on specific days like I said earlier, and let Harry rest on Sundays. After all, he’s not young anymore and his body isn’t as strong as before. If anything happens to him, nothing good will come to the both of you, right? How about a one-month trial? When the time is up, Harry will decide who stays.”

F*ck you, Sarah thought. Without saying a word, she scoffed and turned away.

Meanwhile, Betsy had a look in her eyes that looked like she was considering this idea.

Naturally, she was unwilling to share Harry with Sarah.

However, if Sarah took one step back, she would be one step closer to Harry. Of course, stepping forward wasn’t her biggest difficulty, but getting rid of Sarah was.

As long as Harry was willing to sleep with her for a night, she would be able to keep him by her side for the rest of his life.

Finally, Betsy raised her eyebrow and insisted, “Three days is too little. Harry should be with me on Sundays too!”

hearing this, Sarah almost lunged forward to give her a hard

business-like tone, “But Harry is already in his forties and he can’t possibly withstand

was on the verge of

moment to think, Betsy then decided, “The child comes

Sarah, whose blood was boiling. “Alright, alright. Well, there’s

Sarah and jeered, “What do you think,

almost exploded with curses, pressed her lips together and swallowed the insults

gazed at them for a moment before dropping her guard

is no match for

that moment, Betsy put down Hope to go get

Now!

to grab the child when he instantly slid under

was silence between

too!” Without missing a beat, Sarah leapt toward Betsy like a predator and grabbed a handful of her hair before beating

then Betsy realized she had been tricked

mom is Tiffany Adams, so f*ck her if

wrestled on

who clearly heard the commotion going on in the room. She frantically rushed to lock the door before going over to the table,

the bathroom. Don’t come out unless Mommy or Godmommy says you can,

a word, Hope went to hide in the

there were poundings on the door from the outside,

only way to contain the situation was to

at five foot five and had large breasts. At that moment, Sarah was

from the table and went over to

from Quinton, so she could only hold a knife to Betsy’s neck to make sure they

she rushed over with the knife, Sarah, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly gathered all her strength and managed to push Betsy off of her.

rushed to help, the knife in her hand was somehow thrusted

grunt and lowered her head in disbelief as she felt a sharp pain on her back. Then, she felt a warm liquid gradually flowing down—she was losing blood along with her life. When she

limp on the ground, Sarah saw the