Stacy was clearly drunk, and the words she said were very unpleasant, she was also very bold.
Erin was different from her. Erin rarely spoke up, maybe because Erin grew up in UT, she wasn't good at these confrontations.
But Stacy was different. From the first time Jasmine Yale met Stacy, she knew Stacy wasn't a good person.
Jasmine Yale looked at Stacy indifferently without stepping forward and said tit for tat, "Stacy, you played all night outside, logically you should be happy, but you don't look happy now. I guess… you weren't satisfied by a man, were you?"
"Jasmine Yale, do you think it's reasonable to steal someone else's fiancé? My sister Erin isn't good at fighting, she's kind by nature, unlike you, a homewrecker, don't bully her! Moreover, Jasmine Yale, I've warned you last time already, and yet you still fight with Erin for a man, are you unable to live without a man?"
