Chapter 875
“You’re just too stupid. I racked my brains and couldn’t think of anything worth praising about you.”
“That’s right, I certainly don’t have the ability to seduce men like Ms. Duffy; I can’t learn those seduction techniques either.” She said hesitantly, with a pretentious, innocent look that felt fake. She seemed to be completely unaware of all this. Quentin kept pulling her arm, but she pretended not to see.
I smirked and said, “I called you stupid, not trying to seduce men. I said your mind was stupid, your eyes were stupid, and everything was stupid."
“If it weren’t for your face seducing so many men who were devoted to you, I reckon you would have died several times."
Kimberly squinted her eyes and still looked at me with a smile, but the hatred in her eyes was almost impossible to hide. In the end, it was me who hated her. She was the murderer who killed my mother.
Her eyes turned cold, and I smiled at her, saying, “Do you know why I called you stupid?”
Kimberly appeared gentle and calm, and softly said, “I’m all ears.”
“Because, your disgusting eyes make everything look disgusting.”
“Mr. Russell appreciated me, but you insisted on calling it me seducing Mr. Russell. It doesn’t matter if you ruin my reputation, but don’t ruin Mr. Russell’s good name. Furthermore, Mr. Russell is the director of this play. Are you here to entertain him like this, deliberately creating rumors between him and me? Do you not want to film this play anymore? Your man, including Mr. Humphrey’s company, and several other investors, were all eagerly anticipating this play, and had full confidence in Mr. Russell."
“Are you spreading rumors like this randomly, trying to ruin this play?”
When I said this, those investors immediately looked at Kimberly with a hint of disdain on their faces. Kimberly was also stunned by my words.
She hurriedly explained, “I didn’t mean that. I just noticed that Mr. Russell treats Ms. Duffy differently, so I was wondering if Mr. Russell might like Ms. Duffy.”
“You are so good at reading fate, why don’t you become a matchmaker!” I retorted coldly.
Kimberly immediately welled up with tears and looked at Quentin with a sense of grievance. Quentin pursed his lips and smiled at me and Gilbert, saying, “Oh well, Kimberly was just joking with you all. I hope you won’t take it too seriously.”
I thought I had completely chilled my feelings toward family, but at this moment, seeing Quentin clearly defending Kimberly, my heart still couldn’t help but feel cold. Gilbert was a laid-back person; he waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine. Reynaldo drank alcohol absentmindedly, like a detached spectator.
I suddenly felt quite bored. Kimberly was born with a delicate constitution, destined to be protected by many people. Even if she said something overly harsh, no one would take it seriously.
I got up and said lightly, “I’m going to the bathroom; you guys continue.”
After saying that, I walked outside. Coming out of the private room, the air outside was fresh. I walked alone towards the end of the corridor to the bathroom. Just as I reached the corner, I was startled.
Johnathan was seen pressing Vonnie against the sink, kissing passionately. My appearance may have startled them, and I heard Vonnie exclaim, “Someone’s here!”
I was so scared that I quickly stepped back, only to bump into a hard chest behind me. I turned around quickly and saw Reynaldo looking down, staring at me with a smile that was not quite a smile.
“How, do guilty…”