Christine Stock pinched her nails into her palm with anger and berated Gloria Stock in a low voice, "Gloria Stock, you are really crazy!"

She vigorously shook off Gloria's tug on her arm and turned around to leave.

"You want to leave? Do you think I will let you go since you are stupid enough to come to me today?

Christine, my good sister, please do not blame me. If you wanted to find someone or somewhere to blame, you could only blame for your bad luck. I was born two years earlier than you, but why is it that both the position of the spoiled daughter of the Stocks and the child marriage with the Brooks are all belonged to you? I am obviously better than you in every aspect, but I have nothing! In a word, you are the one who takes all of them from me!"

After saying that, Gloria narrowed her winning smile and glanced at Larissa Green, who was already blocking the door.

Larissa understood what Gloria meant at once. She stepped forward. Together with Gloria and taking Christine's one arm each, Larissa pulled Christine, who was almost unable to walk by herself and walked towards the outside.

As Gloria walked away, she still said in a hypocritical manner, "Chris, what's wrong with you? It seems that you are not feeling well. Let me send you to have a rest."