Chapter 142 Even Your Dads Have To Be Polite To Me

• Everyone drinking with Stephanie tonight were second- and third-generation rich kids from the circle.
• The man trading insults with her did ring a bell for Sienna. He’d sent flowers and even left a note asking her out.
• Humiliated by Stephanie, his face flushed. He ground his teeth and snarled, “Stephanie, you crazy shrew. If it weren’t for your dad, I’d slap you. Believe it or not?”