Chapter 133 Threat

Sophie slapped his hand away. Seeing the lecherous smile on his plain, rugged face, disgust and anger filled her. "Don't touch me." Upon seeing her revulsion, the man's smile vanished instantly. He grabbed her chin roughly, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Do you really think you're some rich man's wife now? You even doused yourself in that seductive perfume, yet he still pushed you away. You threw yourself at him, and he still didn't want you. And now you dare to look down on me? "If it weren't for me, would you have graduated from a good university? Would you have had the chance to come to Vellmont City? What, now that you've met some rich man, you think you can just discard me?" His voice was somber, laced with contempt. Sophie clenched her fists, lowering her gaze to hide the hatred and disgust burning inside her. She remained silent. Clyde Ascott's fingers traced her soft cheek before he leaned down and kissed her roughly on the lips. "Don't forget where you came from. If