Chapter 95

"Who are you?" I spoke indifferently and pretended to be aloof. Ann's expression shifted slightly, displaying clear annoyance toward me. But she quickly laughed it off. "Huh, I heard that Mr. Lincoln Senior is sick. Now it's just you and that dimwit left in the Lincoln family. Poor you." I didn't even bother looking at her. Compared to Yasmin, I thought Ann was too young. Yasmin had that kind of elusive charm, but Ann wore her bad intentions on her sleeve. A barking dog seldom bites. Yasmin's rank was much higher than Ann's. Now that I wasn't even afraid of Yasmin, why would I fear this spoiled brat, Ann? "What's with your attitude? Just because you're older than me, you think you're somebody?" Ann angrily blocked my path. I knew Ann was originally supposed to marry into the Lincoln family. However, because Ann had been delicate and sickly since childhood and was pampered by the Larson family, they didn't want to push her into a difficult situation. So, they let Stephany