Chapter 100

"Mr. O’Connell doesn’t like women like you." Phoebe was so angry that she trembled. Seeing that Brad was about to leave, she rushed up and grabbed the his hand and bit it. Brad let out a muffled groan. It hurt. He lifted his foot and kicked the crazy woman away. "You are a dog now?” Brad glanced at the back of his hand, which was not bleeding, he spat on the woman who was kicked to the ground by him. He turned around and left. Phoebe was lying on the ground, and her hands were clenched into fists. She was bound to get revenge on them for today's humiliation. “Let me go." Janelle panicked when she was pulled away. She just wanted to irritate Phoebe. Ovan didn't answer, but forcefully put her into the car. Janelle was not obedient. He grabbed her hands and said, "Be quiet." She wriggled her body, trying to break free from his hands. "Where are we going?" Ovan’s body leaned over and she couldn't help but step back. There was not much space for her to escape on the back of the chair. Soon