Chapter 943

Everyone turned to the source of the laughter and saw a young woman standing there—delicate and graceful, with an almost ethereal beauty. "Sorry, but this scene is just too hilarious. I couldn't keep it in." Otto chuckled, tossing the man aside with a dismissive flick of his wrist, then turned his attention back to Helen. The man rubbed his sore wrist, his face flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment. He glared at Helen, seething. "And just who do you think you are, you ignorant bitch? Are you looking for trouble?" He knew he couldn't stand up to Otto and had already lost face. But being mocked by a woman—now that was something he couldn't let slide. His pride was on the line. "Are you talking about me?" Helen asked with an innocent tilt of her head, her voice sweetly sarcastic. "I must be that rich, clueless woman you've been gossiping about..." Otto strode up to Helen, towering over her as he peered down with a hint of amusement. "Ms. Spencer, I've helped you out again. L