Chapter 150

“Janelle, let's wait and see. As long as I'm alive, I won't let you go!" Phoebe laughed, wickedly. She looked ferocious and terrifying. Janelle smiled. Phoebe had thought about this long time ago. Ever since Ovan married Janelle, she had been wanting Janelle to die. Why couldn’t that happen already? When she returned to the private room, there were two empty bottles on the table. At this time when she went to the bathroom, the three of them seemed to have drank a lot. “Sister-in-law, let me propose a toast to you." Seeing Janelle walking in, Charles stood up with a glass of wine in his hand. He didn’t look drunk, but when he spoke, there was a strong smell of alcohol. “You're drunk." Janelle sat down. This time she didn't sit by Ovan’s side. When she arrived, her hand was being held by Ovan, and she could only stay by his side. But after listening to Phoebe’s words, she was really shaken. Phoebe had been with him. How could he deal with her in such a cruel way? How important a woman's