When There Is Nothing Left But Love

“What kind of logic is that?” Emery countered with a hint of contempt. “If you regard yourself as a commodity, then you should act like one. A commodity has value. Do you know your value? “Why on earth did you attach such a high value to yourself when you’re a commodity that has changed hands every so often? Do you think you’re worth that much? You’re a commodity that has zero aesthetic and practical value, yet you price yourself as a customized commodity. Do you think you’re worth that price? Well, the answer is no.”

Oh my God, Emery is simply… Amazing!

All at once, Yvonne’s face flushed bright red at her lecture. After a long while, she glared at her and snapped, “What has that got to do with you? How’s that your business?”

At that, Emery merely snickered, not in the mood to continue debating with her. “It’s indeed none of my business. Let’s go!”

Naturally, there was no way we could continue with the meal after that debacle. As Emery strode out of the restaurant while dragging Camelia and me along, she muttered, “People are really ridiculous nowadays. Her values are erroneous, yet she doesn’t allow anyone else to point them out. Come on!”

After saying that, she turned to me with a frown. “Well, I’m curious. How did you get acquainted with that freak? Damn it, she’s just pissing me off so badly!”

Startled for a moment, my gaze remained locked on hers. With the corners of my mouth twitching, I replied, “You don’t remember her? She was a hostess at your nightclub back then. She was forced to drink, so John and I intervened. I later got her a job at Nick’s company, but it wasn’t long before she got her hooks into John.”

Are you serious? It’s been so long that I don’t have any recollection of her.

they were in a world of their own. When the shopping

the first

just sat down for a brief second when I spotted a man dragging Yvonne out of the mall by

go of me! I’m sorry, I won’t do it anymore. I beg you! I’ll give you all the money, so please let go of my hair!” Yvonne wailed

of taking mercy on her. Instead, his grip on her became increasingly brutal. “You’ll do anyone

that. As they unwittingly attracted people’s attention, an elderly lady stepped forward and persuaded, “Young man, just talk it out if there’s a problem. This isn’t an appropriate

doesn’t mind doing it with any man and has now given me STD! This is all on her! Not only is she filthy as hell, but she also ruins others! It’s already merciful of me when she’s such a

in a tearful and aggrieved voice, “I didn’t! It wasn’t me! You’re the one who contracted it, for I’ve got no STD at all! All those are wealthy men, so how could they possibly have STD? It’s you who contracted

his punches, so it was a heavy blow. At that strike, Yvonne

STD? Even if they do, would they tell you? You’ll even do it with an old man in his sixties or seventies for

be that I’ve truly hit the nail on the head, and Yvonne Wilde truly has STD? At