These were actually not the worst. And there were some others either cursing her to die horribly or using words like f**k or b***h. That was really disgusting.
Chelsea's blood pressure suddenly soared because of anger.
How could there be such a person who still pretended to be good while she had already got the advantage? She was so good at lying and disguising.
Russell, the bastard, was so good at business. How could he love such a woman? Was he blind?
The more Chelsea scrolled down, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but send Gisselle a text message.
"Tell me, what kind of merits do you think Yamilet has that he can't forget for so many years?"
Gisselle was extremely busy revising the script. When she saw Chelsea's text message, she didn't even think about it. "Which dog doe
