Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 425: Fuming with Rage

"You, you, you!" Laura Low was furious, her temper flaring up.

Isabelle Nightingale was an imprudent woman, and it was known that this mother-daughter duo often fooled around, but now Eva Nightingale had exposed it in her face, saying that Benjamin Grant had been cuckolded.

Laura Low was furious indeed.

"Eva! How could our Benjamin be cheated on? The n of the Grant Family are wealthy and handso, how could they be cuckolded!"

"You can slander anyone, but you can’t slander our Benjamin." Laura Low was so angry she was incoherent, "Even if Benjamin was cuckolded, it was you, Eva Nightingale, who did it! It was you who put a big green hat on our Benjamin!"

"It was you who put a big green hat on our Grant Family. You’re the shaless one, always thinking about n, looking for n, you’re the one without sha!"

Laura Low completely forgot she was a lady of wealth, spitting out curses casually.

She thought she had the upper hand and looked disdainfully at Eva Nightingale from a high stance.

"So you know your Grant Family’s been cuckolded?" Eva wasn’t angry at all, why should she be? She was carrying a baby, what if the baby got angry?

The little bun in her belly, so cute, it would definitely grow up to be as handso as its father, right?

If it got mad, it wouldn’t be worth the loss.

Instead of being angry, she laughed. Yes, Laura Low was right. Benjamin Grant was her ex-fiancé, and now, she’d dumped him and slept with the Crown Prince.

Indeed.

Put a big, green, hat on Benjamin Grant.

How satisfying is that?

This all started with Benjamin Grant’s affair with Isabelle Nightingale first. Her mory might be a bit blurry, but she wouldn’t rember wrong, it was clearly their fault first.

So.

Eva Nightingale slept with the Crown Prince and gave Benjamin Grant a big, green, hat. Ah, how satisfying!

Hmm.

Why not do it more often?

Sleep with the Crown Prince a few more tis? After all, that man is so noble, so amazing, has such a good figure... so competent, how could she suffer any loss?

Besides, he said he was the real father of the little bun?

Well, that’s even better.

"Mrs. Grant, it seems your Grant Family isn’t green enough yet?" Still showing off outside? Was Laura Low afraid no one would know?

"You!" Laura Low exploded with anger and cursed, "Our Grant Family is green, isn’t it because of you, Eva Nightingale? How much do you lack n? So impatient to sleep with a man that you put our Benjamin in the green!"

Huh.

Eva Nightingale smiled again, curling her lips.

Her tone was neither light nor heavy: "Laura Low, I cuckolded your Benjamin Grant, and isn’t it what he deserves? Deserved to be cuckolded by ! I wanted to do it!"

She rembered how Laura Low opposed the marriage back then, making things difficult for Eva everywhere.

Now it was fine, vented her anger, gave them a big green hat, what was wrong with that?

"You, you really are shaless!"

Laura Low was so enraged her face turned ashen, grabbing her purse, stepping in her high heels, ready to tear at Eva Nightingale...

She was cursing under her breath.

"Eva Nightingale, I’ll push you down these stairs, break your neck, you shaless—"

Eva nimbly dodged, then stuck out a foot, tripping Laura Low hard.

As a result.

Laura Low, in her sky-high heels, didn’t keep her footing, and fell heavily...

"Bang"

The contents of her purse scattered everywhere.

Lipsticks, makeup, jewelry, so kind of dicine, it was almost unbearable to see...