"Old Taylor, Mrs. Taylor, sorry for all the trouble we caused today. We will definitely come back another time to apologize." Mr. Peters glanced at Old Taylor and Jane before he lifted the violently vomiting Charles to his feet and left quickly
"Father, What kind of shitty guest did you invite? If Albert finds out about this, he will be furious that we let an outsider call the shots in our family matters." Jane stood up huffily and left.
Diana glared at Isaac fiercely. "Garten, you got off lucky today, but you'd better hope you don't run into me again."
When she turned around, she twisted her ankle, making her curse loudly, "F*ck, I'm never wearing high heels again."
She immediately kicked off her heels at the doorway and walked out barefoot.
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