Chapter 118
Jillian Ward looked at Rachel Peter, who was under control, and got up and sorted it out because he fell. Blowing the frame?
"Rachel Peter, what are you nervous about?" Harold Smith growled angrily.
"I'm mad, this bitch is going to seduce your fourth uncle, she is so shameless, you still have to protect her, you know she and Maximo Anderson..."
"Shut up."
The sharp swearing, the rough rage, and the calmness within a crisp slap.
The mountain breeze swept across his cheeks, leaving a soft murmur in his ears.
Jillian Ward's mouth was slightly open. Although he hated Rachel Peter, he never thought that one day Harold Smith would attack Rachel Peter.
She thought about it at this moment, maybe she didn't think that it was not just her, looking at Rachel Peter at this moment?
Harold Smith withdrew his hand and looked at the woman with tears in her big eyes and resentment in her expression. Her long fingers and slightly whitened knuckles showed signs of shaking in the b

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