Chapter 35: I see a little kitten scared and alone
"You have no idea how expensive this is," he said, pointing to the cut on his forehead.
"It’s just some stupid cut. You can’t be so petty, can you?" Sanya flipped her hair back, annoyed that it had gotten into her face. The way she flipped her hair felt familiar...
The man moved backward some more. With such a woman near him, he’d have to be careful not to get punched by her. Otherwise, how would he explain to his brothers and father if he came home with bruises?
"What are you, a woman? How can a man care so much about his appearance? Oh wait! I get it. You used your dumbass face to charm girls. No wonder you care about it so much. Oh heavens, you must have spent hours fixing your idiotic face in front of the mirror every morning," Sanya said in a taunting tone. She was getting more and more irritated by the second.
"You have no idea who I am. How dare you, an unruly woman, speak to me in such a way?" he boomed, obviously angry at Sanya for calling him a petty woman.
"Really? Who are you? Are you the president? No. Are you the CEO of this place? No. Are you the organizer of this place? Well, I guess not," she shrugged her shoulders. "If you are, by chance, one of those rich sons who pulls strings to get connections, then maybe you would have the power to kick me out of here."
This time, the man smirked, and Sanya saw that he looked rather calm. He must have something up his sleeve. Well, maybe she had guessed it right—he was the son of some rich bastard.
"Well then, little Missy. Since you simply refuse to pay for your bad actions, I will have to teach you a lesson. I will have you removed from here at once, and I’ll have your smartass locked up in jail," he said, wearing a nasty smirk that Sanya wished she could slap off his face.
Sure, he was good-looking, as expected of someone as narcissistic as him, but he was too much of a sucker idiot. Such men were a big no-no for her.