Can't Resist the Billionaire

I don't like the way she talked, as though her family was really wealthy. Yes, her family used to be rich, but now they are short in money, wasn't it?

I made up my mind and gave her a slap which was a little cruel and sudden. That was because I had always taken care of Christoph's feelings before. I had never said anything unpleasant to this little sister-in- law, let alone slapped her!

Naomi was stunned by my slap for a long time. When she reacted, she suddenly rushed over and tried to hit me like she was mad, but I slapped her on the face again.

"Jasmine, you b*tch..."

"Snapped!"

Before Naomi finished scolding, I slapped her a third time. By the way, hitting people was really addictive. I had always wanted to hit this b*tch for a long time, and I finally did it today. The feeling wasn't bad!

"You b*stard..."

"Smack!" The fourth slap landed on Naomi's face. Instantly, her relatively beautiful face was swollen and red, and she looked very amusing!

Naomi had probably never been beaten up before, nor had she been beaten up so hard. Knowing that she was no match for me, tears finally welled up in her eyes from grief.

"Jasmine, I will tell my brother. He will surely take revenge for me!" said Naomi in a fit of anger, as she covered her red face from being slapped by me.

I shrugged indifferently and deliberately provoked her, "Go, go now, I'm not afraid of you!"

Naomi had never seen me with so strong a swing. For a moment she covered her face with her hands and froze there, not knowing what to do.

Thinking of how she yelled at me and how disrespectful she was, I also just gave up and pushed her to the door and threw her bag at her, which she tossed on the sofa. "This is still my home before your brother says anything. I do not welcome you. Get out of here!"

"Jasmine, you b*tch, just wait!" Naomi was pushed out of the door and shouted at me at the door.

"If you call my name again, I'll beat you!" I threatened Naomi and slammed the door shut.

Naomi probably felt very humiliated. She kicked the door a few times as soon as I closed it.

I did not immediately return to the bedroom, instead standing by the door, listening surreptitiously for movement outside. Naomi, standing outside the door, no longer kicked the door open, but seemed to be on the phone.

She walked out while dialing her phone. Whom she was calling, I did not know. I could, however, guess who it was. She must have called Christopher around this time.

After thinking for a while, I quickly took my phone out of the living room and quickly turned it off. If Naomi had really called Christopher, he would have no reason not to call me back. How was I going to tell him at this point? If I said too much, would I be exposed? I might as well turn off my phone and disappear. That way, when everyone calmed down, I would be able to find a better reason.

I really noticed that I was getting more and more intrigued. When I was with Christopher, I was completely innocent. But now?

But who was behind all this?

Vincent pushed open the bedroom door and walked out. When he saw that I had turned off my phone, he smiled sarcastically, "You are afraid Christopher is bothering you too?" I glared at him and said fiercely, "You get out of here soon!"

If it were not for him, would I have to make things so awkward with Naomi? It felt good to hit someone, but what about afterwards? There was still a lot of trouble waiting for me to deal with!

On the other hand, Vincent sat down on the sofa with ease. He straightened his shoulders and looked at me. "Why should I go? Has not Naomi already left? Who can stop our 'good thing'?" 'F*ck, he is still thinking about those useless things. Does this man think about the problems on the lower part of his body?'