Chapter 89

After posting, the woman tossed her phone aside and focused on playing dice with Sammy. Alex, who had been silent until now, suddenly laughed. "Wow, are you standing up for Nadine now? That woman didn't say anything wrong. Nadine became a full-time housewife after marrying you. We haven't seen her in over five years. Isn't she just an old hag now? You're just defending—" Before Alex could finish, he got kicked in the calf. The sound of the bone being hit was crystal clear. Alex gasped in pain. "Brad, what's the meaning of this? Can't anyone speak about her? Nadine is clearly… "Fine! I won't say anything more, alright?" Alex shouted. Brad, who had picked up a bottle to bash Alex's head with, finally calmed down. However, the murderous look in his eyes was chilling. Afraid that the tough guy might beat him up, Alex didn't intend on making Brad stay. He then opened the private room's door and called a driver for Brad. Once Brad left, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated. Alex pa