When Nell heard that, his expression darkened. He had initially come to enjoy the food, but Fedele had insulted him.
How could he be happy? Fedele was really rich, after all.
Nell clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth in hatred. He wanted to step forward and punch Fedele. Any man would have the same urge if Fedele insulted his character. However, Nell did not do it in the end. He was not as rich as Fedele, and he could not beat Fedele either. A skinny monkey like Nell could not defeat Fedele, who had a muscular figure.
Fedele laughed. “Haha! You’re really trash. You were lousy when you were little, and you’re just as useless now after you’ve grown up. You’ve just been trash for your whole life!”
As soon as he said that, someone walked out from behind Nell. For some reason, Fedele suddenly felt frightened, and he subconsciously took two steps back When he stared at the person, he recalled who it was in front of him.
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