A deal with the devil

Chapter 160
Daniel’s face darkened upon hearing fimih’s wornurims. This was 1
was the real hidey no wonderenjanin had kicked her out it was hard to believe his grandmother had spoken
“Marie’s pretty face filled with disdain as she frosterd at Shirley. “Mc. Weiss, why would you do such a thing?
Ponyone glared at Shirley in anges, but she simply shrugged, an indifferent smile playing on her lips before trying something
shockingly arrogant, “They asked for it. I was just ching them whit the wanted ”
In other words. Emily and Elizabeth deserved to be taught a lesson
s res hardened. “Ms Weiss,

hest as Shirley was about to speak again, Emily spoke vp, her voice filed with grievance and despair, “Forget it, Marie. I want to
go home. Please take me home.”
“Apologie Shirley,” Daniel finally said, glaring iprily at her. “I want you to apologize to Emily”
“Yes, apologize Shirley apologize to them!” The people in the room joined in, their voices filled with anger.
Shirley laughed, her smile laced with mockery, cold and seductive, yet captivating
Ignoring the commotion, she calmly pointed at Emily and Elizabeth, then turned to Benjamin, her words shocking everyone.
“They called you a cold fish.”
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Beat stared at Shirley, bus w
voice cold “Who said that?”
“Str did –no, wait, I think it was ber. Yes, it was her,” Shirley said, pointing first at Sabrina, then at Emily.
Benjamin’s sharp gaze landed on Emily, making her go pale with fear. “No, I didn’t say that. It was Sabrina,” Emily stammered.
In an instant. Emily had betrayed Sabrina.

“What an idiot,” Sabrina thought, her face flushing with anger at Emily’s stupidity. She fought back her fear and looked at
Benjamin, calmly explaining, “Mr. Blackwood, I would never say anything disrespectful about you. If I did.”
“You did,” Shirley interrupted.
“I didn’t,” Sabrina insisted.
“Then explain what you meant by, “willing to humiliate herself just to please that cold fish, shitley said calmly.
shirley had already been looked down upon countless times. She didn’t care about a little more humiliation. But could Sabra
really withstand Benjamin’s rage?
Sabrina beber liphard, her gaze burning with hatred for Shurley, wishing she could tear apart. Finally, she decided to speak her
mind–after all, Benjamin didn’t like her.
Granting ber teeth, the supped, “I did say that it was advice from a friend Shirley, what’s the point of shamelessly clinging to Mr.
Blackwood like this?”
dess—yes, that word fit perfectly! Everything Shirley had done tonight was the very definition of it.