Chapter 333: So Many Ways to Mess with Someone
Jasmine Yale frowned and laughed sarcastically, "What a sister I have in you…"
How could she possibly exist?
She had no affection for them whatsoever.
Half-sisters? Ha...
They ostracized her, drove her out of the house, and left her to fend for herself.
Joe Heath, impatient, took a drag of his cigarette and tapped on the table—
"This woman's voice is too unpleasant, Elder Jameson, don't ruin my mood."
"Mr. Heath has spoken."
Mr. Jameson casually stuffed a few tissues into Kamila Zahir's mouth.
Kamila whimpered, unable to speak.
Her eyes were filled with tears, she looked at Jasmine pitifully.
Mr. Jameson continued with his antics, instructed someone to bring over a bucket, filled it with beer, and tossed Kamila in.
Joe Heath was displeased, he grumbled: "Elder Jameson, if you're going to throw her, throw her outside, not in my private room."
"Yes, yes, my oversight."
As he said this, Mr. Jameson had the bucket carried out.