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!”

almost lunged forward

and he can’t possibly withstand all the action. Perhaps Sarah could

emotionless, whereas Sarah was on

decided, “The

“Alright, alright. Well, there’s no use

glanced at Sarah and jeered, “What

and swallowed the insults before

gazed at them for a moment before dropping

no match

down Hope to go get a pen

Now!

about to grab the child when he instantly slid under the

then, there was silence between

f*ck your mom too!” Without missing a beat, Sarah leapt toward Betsy like a predator and grabbed a handful of

realized she had been

so f*ck

two women wrestled on

heard the commotion going on in the room. She frantically rushed to lock the door before going over to the table, lifting the table cloth and picking Hope up from

go hide in the bathroom. Don’t come out

Hope went to hide

poundings on the door from the

to contain the situation was to

Betsy who stood at five foot five and had large breasts. At that moment, Sarah was being held down by Betsy while her

knife from the table and went over to

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

the knife, Sarah, who was pinned to the ground, suddenly gathered all her strength

to fiercely wrestling again. When Sophia rushed to help, the

muffled 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 reached to touch her back, she realized there

limp on the ground, Sarah