"Shut up!"
Before Yale Shaw could finish his sentence, Camila Walker roared with rage.
The scene on the cruise ship four years ago was still her most unwanted memory, and for her, it was an indelible shame that time could never erase.
Interrupted once again, the smile on Yale Shaw's face vanished immediately, replaced by annoyance!
This woman really doesn't know how to appreciate favors. The world is full of women who want to please Yale Shaw, but this woman right here simply refuses to drink a toast and instead insists on facing the penalty!
His gaze narrowed slightly, a sinister gleam flashed in his eyes, "Camila Walker, don't be so damn unappreciative. Four years ago, on that cruise ship, you were on your knees begging me to satisfy you. What high ground are you trying to take now?"
Camila Walker clenched her fists tightly. Yale Shaw's words were like a thorn that pierced deeply into her heart.