Chapter 75

Carlos stopped to listen, looking forward to the answer from her.

Edith was also thinking about this with her big bright eyes.

In the end, she said dejectedly, Forget it, I’d better not meet Mr. Lawson. I’m quite afraid of him. It’s good for me to live. alone and I’m free. If Simon appears, I’m afraid it’ll be very troublesome. Susan, do you like the Lawson family?

Yeyes, I like. Susan suddenly stammered, and her eyes flickered as she had seen something.

Edith didn’t notice it at all, and just continued to answer the question honestly. Maybe you’ve stayed here for too long, so you like it. But to be honest, I don’t this family him at all. Since Simon married me, I haven’t even seen his face. Is he a husband? He’s extremely disrespectful to me. I don’t want such a husband. And for Rubby LawsonI heard that this marriage was arranged by her, but I’ve never seen her. What am I in this family? So insignificant? Then why does she still want me to occupy this identity?

She spoke out all the worries and doubts in her heart. After saying it out, she suddenly felt that it was inappropriate. After all, Susan worked for the Lawson family.

As she dared to speak ill of this family so overtly, wouldn’t she be doomed?

Edith looked at Susan in horror and asked cautiously. SusanI’m just complaining. You won’t tell Mr. Lawson, will you?

I’m the one you should please now, not Susan.

A cold voice suddenly came from behind her, full of displeasure and hostility, chilly and scary.

Susan couldn’t sit still anymore. She quickly stood up and said respectfully, Mr. Lawson, the hot toddy is ready. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go down first.

Without waiting for Carlosreply, she left quickly.

Then, there were only Edith and Carlos in the living room.

As Edith watched him walk over step by step, her heart was pounding, as if it would jump out of her throat in the next

second.

She was so scared that she curled up in the corner of the sofa and looked at him nervously.

Uncledon’t, don’t be angry. I’m just complaining. I don’t mean anything else.

So, you don’t care about your identity at all? Do you know how many people covet your position?

The identity of Carloswife meant that she was the wife of the president. Countless women had tried their best to inquire about his information in order to sleep with him.

But now, such a noble identity that so many people scrambled for was given to her, but she just thought nothing of it.

Thatthat’s othersidea, not mine! The glory and wealth of the Lawson family has nothing to do with me. I just want to live my own life

Your humble life? The Meyer family can’t tolerate you. Neither can the Davis family. Are you going to live on your own efforts?

As soon as he said that, Edith’s face grew livid. He was mocking her dream directly. Given his status, her dream was nothing at all, but he didn’t know that she had to put in a lot of effort to realize it.

He was born high and mighty. What right did he have to belittle her?

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She suddenly got irritated, She didn’t care who he was and roared angrily. This is the life I want. I got it by myself. What’s there to be humble about? You don’t need to work hard to get everything. You can just stand there and talk!

How do you know I don’t need to work hard? How do you know what I’ve done? You’re inexperienced. How can you understand?

Since I don’t understand you, and you don’t understand me, then don’t judge each other!she said angrily.

Hearing her words, Carlos frowned fiercely, as hostility overflowed from his brows.

He just threw her a glance, but it scared this timid woman so much that her legs felt like jelly and she almost fell off the sofa,

His lips slowly opened, overflowing with cold and ruthless words, as if they were judges from hell. Hey, who are you talking

to?

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