"Enna, you..." Cherysh Jordan wanted to stop her, but she stopped herself from speaking.
However, Rebecca Jordan immediately shouted loudly, "Sister Enna, don't come over here, he's a bad guy."
"Stay out of it!"
Enna Clark felt warmth in her heart, a smile formed at the corner of her mouth as she stood up and walked towards Brody Smith. She picked up a wine glass and chugged it down. Brody didn't pick up his glass until after she had finished, then emptied it in one sip. Setting down the glass, he said suggestively, "Ms. Clark is really straightforward. It's just a pity; good people usually don't get rewarded."
"But bad people will definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the future."
Brody's face turned a shade of green, and his sinister triangular eyes flickered with malicious intent. He let go of Rebecca's hand, and shoved her.
"Ah." Rebecca was caught off guard, almost falling forward.