Chapter 150 Nostalgic

Before Philip could go far, Felice flung his arm away and glared at her father. What are you, stupid? Mind your own business. There's nothing to talk about with him. He crippled my man. If it weren't for him, I'd still be dating Walt. Even though she had hooked up with another guy now, Walt was the one she spent years with. She still cared for him. When Felice looked at Thomas, there was nothing but hatred in her eyes. She wasn't scared of him, since Leslie assigned eight bodyguards for her, and these bodyguards were well-trained. They were a cut above the rest. No matter how powerful you are, you can't take on eight people at once.