Jun Yiyi's face changed: "You're truly disgusting."
"What, scared? Haha, this is the price of being a rich young lady." Ares' sinister twisted smile was full of malice.
"I initially felt a bit sorry for you, hearing that you grew up in the slums of South America, yet so ambitious to get a doctorate. But it seems scumbags know no wealth or poverty, a twisted hatred of the rich is more terrifying than poverty itself."
Jun Yiyi's eyes were cold and disdainful, full of lofty pride.
"You think getting rid of me will give you a chance? People like you are forever destined to live at the bottom."
"Stubborn girl, just you wait." Ares' face contorted even more as he viciously grabbed the phone to call the thugs outside.
"No need to wait, I'll show you what happens when you dare to target me, Jun Yi. When I was active in society, you hadn't even grown your hair out!"
Jun Yiyi's eyes emitted a terrifying rage, snatching a beer bottle from the table, murderous intent palpable.
