Chapter 192 Riff-Raff

• Cynthia watched as Larry looked lovingly at Shirley. The honeyed words he uttered to Shirley was no different from the buzzing of an errant fly—it had Cynthia’s stomach churning as she retched.
• She continued to look at the infatuated Larry with a condescending expression, distaste coursing through her. Even if it’s you, Larry, that b*tch Shirley just sees you as a mere chess piece to control, no matter how sincerely you treat her. I’ve seen her for who she is. Just you wait, Larry. One day, your kind Shirley will personally push you off a cliff.
• At that thought, Cynthia chuckled coldly in distaste before she turned to leave. However, Larry wouldn’t let her; he stepped forward again and snatched her wrist, holding it in a vice grip.