"Ouch! She hurts me, Andrew!" Tiffany complained to Andrew, very prettily.
Rubbing her wrist, she spouted. But there was a pleasure in her eyes, and she was glad to see Laurence being rude.
Laurence felt sick when she heard that. She rubbed the goosebumps on her hands with a look of disgust.
"Oh, god. I'm so sick of you, Tiffany."
With that, she looked at Andrew. He must not like her to behave like this and he might not like her anymore, she thought.
When she was the smile on Andrew's face, she was certain about her thoughts. Sure enough, men loved soft girls like Tiffany.
"Listen to her, Andrew," complained Tiffany again.
She was irritated with Laurence's words, but Clarence and Andrew were both here, she had to control her temper. So, on her face, there was still the aggrieved l
