The glass door was opened, and a pair of black stiletto heels started to walk out. The click clacking noise filled the empty hallway, followed by armies of gentlemen stomps.
Helen was fuming as she recalled what that crappy lawyer had said to her.
"What? Compensation?" she harrumphed unhappily.
"Is he joking? I did not even get to touch a single hair of that bitch, and now he's bringing me to court?" she scoffed loudly, "Hah! Is he stupid?"
Helen was fuming as she flipped her wavy, blonde hair to the side. She got a surprise attack when the meeting came to an end without any result. When suddenly Mr. Xin handed over a letter to discuss the mediation in court.
As she read the letter, her face became more pale, and her fingernails dug deep into the paper, almost tearing it apart to pieces.