"You slut!" Vicky screamed in rage.
If she didn’t have to pretend to be gentle and elegant, she would have slapped this b***h across her face already!
Now, the war was on!
"I'll slap the s**t out of you when I get the chance! w***e!" Vicky hissed under her breath. Chase suddenly coughed behind her back. Vicky whipped around in horror, putting on a gentle smile on her face again, "Chase? Where-where are the babies?"
"I have to leave for now. Could you take care of them for me a bit?"
Did he ask her to take care of those little bastards? Why?
Vicky hated the idea, but she still nodded as she said gently, "Don't worry, Chase. I'll take good care of them…"
"Great."
Vicky's face fell as Chase walked away. Her face was clouded with impatience and anger when she walked inside the man
