Chapter 1793

Georgia was probably really infuriated, as she actually went up to provoke Chandler. "Chandler, you're quite thick-skinned. You even appropriated the identity and designs of your deceased wife for yourself. "Aren't you afraid that Helen would come for you at night?" "Really? I'd love that." Chandler wore a smug smile, exuding the confidence of a victor. "Ms. O'Connor, don't be so grumpy. Everyone wanted to take someone else's credit, but I'm the one who succeeded. "You should humble yourself and learn from me. There will be many more situations where you'll be at a disadvantage in the future. You'd better get used to it, or your body might not be able to endure it. "If I lose such a formidable opponent like you, my future life will be very dull." "I was wrong for overestimating you. It's nice to benefit from the deceased, but it won't happen every time. We shall wait and see." Georgia gripped her cane angrily and left the venue with the help of her assistant. Chandler took a loo