Chapter ６０

The expression on Elena 's face was almost unbearable. She pinched her palm so hard that it was almost bleeding.

However, after a few seconds of pause, there was not even much change in her tone. "Okay, be careful on the way back early."

Her tone and attitude seemed to be a good wife and a good mother.

Nicola Clinton hung up the phone soon.

The next second, Elena 's phone drew an arc in the air and smashed against the opposite wall.

The servants next to her lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

Elena clenched her fists, her face full of resentment, and her expression was ferocious and distorted.

She heard it very clearly. It was the voice of Amelia Wytte from the other end of the phone. The tone of the voice was so familiar that normal people knew what had happened.

"Amelia Wytte!" She gritted her teeth and stared at the ground not far away. If it was Amelia Wytte, she would have been pierced into pieces by his eyes. "Bitch, I must teach you a lesson!"