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Billionaire's Shrewd Wife

I was reborn as my rival in love, After rebirth, I will no longer be a good person, At this moment, I'm glad I'm not a good person, Because those stolen from me, those that belong to me, I will take them back Those who have trampled on me, I will let them die under my feet. And this man must be mine!
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Chapter 6

Sharon Bailey curled her lips and nodded.

Beth Holmes burst into laughter through tears. "Ha ha, I didn't expect you to be so ill bred. You've just been released from prison and you're so restless. Do you want to go in again?"

I don't want to talk to her.

"Sharon is right. It's really a shame for the Bailey Family to have no one to raise you. I've never seen you so..."

Before Beth Holmes could finish her words, her throat was blocked.

Because I hit her

Sharon Bailey was completely stunned. After being stunned for a few seconds, she said in a shrill voice, "sister, can't you talk nicely? What are you doing?"

"That's my principle. Don't talk nonsense."

Beth Holmes covered her face and cried even more sadly. "Brother, brother, did you see that? She hit me!"

Colin Holmes' face was as cold as ice. He would come up and slap himself in the face the next moment.

"Apologize!" Colin Holmes opened his thin lips and said two words coldly.

I rolled my eyes and ignored him.

Sharon Bailey lowered her head and smiled faintly. Colin Holmes had said that Siobhan Bailey was doomed.

"Apologize!" For the second time, Colin Holmes said in a colder tone.

I looked out of the window and turned a deaf ear to him.

"Siobhan Bailey, do you hear me? Apologize to me!" Beth Holmes felt that she had Colin Holmes to vent her anger, as if her face didn't hurt anymore

Colin Holmes and I looked at each other. His eyes were still unfathomable. I curled my lips and turned my head away.

"Beth Holmes, I want you to apologize to Ms.Siobhan."

As soon as Colin Holmes finished speaking, there was a dead silence in the shop.

Even I couldn't help but take a look at him in astonishment. So he asked Beth Holmes to apologize to me?

"Colin..."

"I told you to call me Mr.Holmes."

Looking at the aggrieved expression on Sharon Bailey's face, I felt happy.

Beth Holmes looked at Colin Holmes pitifully. In the Holmes Family, what she feared most was not her parents, Grandpa, but her brother.

"I'm sorry." After a long while, Beth Holmes squeezed out three words.

I was talking to Kelly Moore and ignored him.

"I'm sorry." Beth Holmes raised her voice.

Only then did I suddenly turn my head and look at Beth Holmes. "Are you talking to me? I'm sorry that you should be louder. I didn't hear you clearly."

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Beth Holmes closed her eyes and shouted out three words, "I'm sorry!"

"Well, it's just a child's talk. I don't want to argue with you." I waved my hand generously.

Just as Beth Holmes was about to lose her temper, the thought of Colin Holmes by his side calmed Beth Holmes down.

"Mr.Holmes, thank you so much!" I looked at Colin Holmes with a smile.

"No, you don't have to. It's all my sister's fault." Colin Holmes replied with a smile.

I sighed, "Alas, it's just a pity that this dress... It's not easy to have a favorite..."

"I will pay for this dress. In order to apologize to Ms.Siobhan, I will pay for everything young lady bought today."

"Brother, why..."

Siobhan Bailey's POV

"Shut up!" Colin Holmes interrupted Beth Holmes immediately.

Sharon Bailey's face darkened.

"Mr.Holmes, it's not my fault. It's not Beth's fault alone..." Sharon Bailey was trying to show her gentleness and magnanimity.

"Bailey Family, you are not on your sister's side, but on the other hand, you are on the outsider's side. You are really knowledgeable!" Kelly Moore interrupted Sharon Bailey.

Sharon Bailey's face darkened when she heard Kelly Moore's words.

At this time, the door was pushed open again.

The manager's legs went limp when he saw the man.

Chris Harris pulled his hair and walked in impatiently with a confused look in his eyes. I raised my wrist and looked at the time. I was wondering what time it was. Did he just get up from the bed?

"Siobhan, what's wrong?" Chris Harris walked up to me and leaned against the counter like me.

"I asked you to take care of the Beauty Killer, but you ended up like this?" I squinted and said in a bad tone.

Hearing what I said. Chris Harris, who had been in a coma just now, immediately cheered up.

"I'm quite busy these days, so I'm a little relaxed. How about you go to another shop and have a look? I promise I'll run it well."

"You fired these two people." I pointed at the manager and the clerk who looked down upon me just now.

Chris Harris nodded without asking why.

"young lady... Mr.Harris..." the manager hurriedly bowed t and apologized.

The manager of the Beauty Killer was not an ordinary person. She had an easy job and a high salary. It was not a problem for her to show off or squander money.

he really didn't want to lose this job!

I just stood up and walked out.

Chris Harris also ran out in a hurry. He didn't even greet the others after he came in, as if he only Siobhan Bailey.

"second young lady..." the manager had no choice but to turn to Sharon Bailey, hoping that she could put in a good word for him.

Rolling her eyes, Sharon Bailey looked at Colin Holmes and said softly, "Colin, they look pitiful too. How about you arrange a position for them in the Holmes Group?"

The manager's eyes lit up again. If he could join the Holmes Group... It was worthwhile to be fired today!

A smile appeared on the thin lips of Colin Holmes, which made Sharon Bailey's heart beat faster.

"Do you think the Holmes Group is a shelter?" Colin Holmes stood up and left.

His tall and handsome back exuded an intimidating authority. Sharon Bailey put her hand on her chest with lingering fear, still unable to come back to her senses from the smile just now.

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