Zoey shifted her pretty eyes to Olivia and smiled, asking, "You like Charlie?"

Olivia immediately blushed. Hesitant for a while, she admitted it silently.

Zoey looked at the opera singers on the stage and sneered. "I know that you all despise me. Does that matter? I am Charlie's wife recognized by the Kingsley Family on Seaside Boulevard!"

"Charlie doesn't like you at all!"

"..."

"Do you know that the vajra around Charlie's neck was a gift from Caroline?"

Zoey remembered that Charlie wore a delicate, small, pointed necklace which he did not take off except for bathing.

But she was unclear that it was from Caroline. The thought of that upset Zoey.

Ironically, Charlie missed a woman who dumped him.

At the same time, he treated her coldly who stuck to her love for him.

"Oh, I know it. Charlie gave it to me. If you like it, I can give you next time."

Zoey hated to let others meddle in her relationship with Charlie.

Olivia had not expected that Charlie gave Zoey the necklace, which was meaningful to him.

"Bitch, how did you steal the vajra?"

"Steal? Everything Charlie has belongs to me, let alone a vajra!" Zoey stood up, sneered, and retorted loudly.

"You're more like bitch! There are countless men in the world. Why do you covet my husband?"

Olivia flew into a rage. "What do you think will happen if everyone here knows that you as a hostess?"

Zoey glared at Olivia. It was easy to find that she had done many lowly jobs to make a living. Nevertheless, she never sold her body.

She was not ashamed about her past, but that would definitely humiliate the Kingsley Family.

"What do you want?"

Olivia threatened, "Leave Charlie, or I'll disclose your shameful past.

Oh, by the way, one of your customers is here. His name is Don Smith. You might remember him."

Zoey's smile became a bit stiff.

"I don't know who you're talking about." The hands placed at her side clenched and trembled.

She could never forget Don.

In a dark alley, Don, a fat and yellow-toothed man, tore her blouse and almost...

"Don't deny it. He still remembers that there is a tiny mole on your chest..." Looking at Olivia, who smiled like a devil, Zoey had an itch to slap her.

They were at a place where the crowd hardly noticed. Zoey put her hands around Olivia's neck.

Olivia grabbed Zoey's hands and asked in a panic, "Zoey, are you crazy?"

"Olivia. If you keep threatening me, I'll kill you, no matter what."

"..."

"Did Don tell you that my kick broke his penis..."

Seeing a maid of Mrs. Kingsley come over, Zoey held back her hands and patted Olivia's pale cheek.

"You are beautiful and have a rich family. Why are you obsessed with Charlie? Forget him. Charlie is my husband now!"

As the maid approached, Zoey hid her cruelty and put on an innocent look.

"Sooner or later, Charlie will know about your past! And then he will hate and dump you!" Olivia rubbed her neck and cursed.

"Even if he does that, he won't like you. Stupid bitch!"

"Say that again?"

Seeing the back of Zoey, who left directly with the maid, Olivia stomped in anger.