Chapter 077: Don't Act Cute with Me

Her body was trembling, trembling badly.

How could Sylvan Cheney do this, does he not have a bit of self-awareness as a husband?

Or is it that all rich men are like this?

Fickle, scoundrel, beast.

Just as Sylvan Cheney's fingers touched the last button of her blouse, the phone in his trouser pocket began to vibrate.

Sylvan Cheney frowned and hung up without even looking.

But once he hung up, the other party called again.

Sylvan Cheney continued to hang up.

Yet the other party still persistently called back.

Sylvan Cheney became irritated finally letting Jasmine Yale go, he took out his phone and walked out of the suite.

He didn't need to look to know who was calling, who else would be brave enough to call him repeatedly apart from Chale Cheney?

He picked up the call, and before the little one could speak, Sylvan Cheney roared: "Chale Cheney, you had better have an emergency!"

The little one was scared to his bones!