Dexie didn’t even glance at Mrs. Zellweger.

Reasoning with such a shameless woman was pointless. No matter how much she argued, Mrs. Zellweger would never change her mind. She still thought anything in her hands should always remain hers.

“You still have nine minutes,” Dexie said coldly.

“Dexie, you…”

Mrs. Zellweger clutched her chest, her finger trembling as it pointed at Dexie. Rage and disbelief twisted her face. She could not believe how ruthless the girl had become.

Before she ...