CEO's Revengeful Queen

Chapter 108 Why Don’t You Give Him to Me?

Chapter 108 Why Don't You Give Him to Me?

Carla was a little impatient. “What's the problem? | don't think Caleb will have any second thoughts.

Mom, don't you know that Caleb hates Annetta,

too? Not to mention Caleb, any normal man will lose his appetite when they look at her face. Who

would be willing to marry her?"

Cicely felt that what Carla said made sense, so she stopped worrying.

Annetta and Esme sat down. Francine also sat at their table with her six-year-old son and Natalia.

Francine's eyes seemed to be glued to Annetta’s Himalaya ever since it was verified as the authentic

product. She was racking her brains for a way to

trick Annetta into giving her the bag!

Her six-year-old son began to eat as soon as he sat down.

Francine's son hogged all the dishes at the table like a little tyrant. He was the apple of his mother's

eye, and she spoilt him. She had no intention of

disciplining him.

The people at the table did not comment much due to the Powell's sake. Some people who usually

fawned on them even pushed more food in front of

the child, "Mr. Powell, eat more! You're a growing boy!”

"Does the young master like to eat stir-fried pork? I'll bring it to you!” Natalia said as she placed the

dish in front of the child. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Annetta didn't come here to eat, so she turned a blind eye to their actions.

Francine suddenly turned and looked at Annetta. She smiled and leaned over, saying, "Oh, Annetta,

your Himalaya is so lovely! | have an event

tomorrow night, and | need a bag. Why don't you give this bag to me?”

She picked up Annetta's bag as if it was already hers.

Annetta was well aware that Francine liked to take advantage of others. She lightly reminded her,

"Aunt, this bag is mine.”

"| know it's yours. We're all relatives. It's rare for me to ask the younger ones in the family for

something.

Why can't you give it to me?" Francine glowered at her.

"That's right. Isn't it just a bag? Why are you so stingy?"

At the dining table, Natalia, who was trying to curry favour with Francine, said sarcastically, “Why don't

you just buy another

one since you can afford it? Besides, with such ugly looks, this luxurious bag is wasted on you! People

think it's a counterfeit!"

They were mocking her looks? Annetta smiled and didn't say anything. Francine thought that she had

succeeded and was

extremely pleased. Annetta was an ugly and stupid b*tch. Just like her mother, no matter how many

good things they had, all

these would belong to her sooner or later!

With this thought in mind, Francine said to Annetta flauntingly, “I'll take it then!"

She was about to take it away.

Annetta suddenly pulled Francine's son to her side. She gently drew circles on his face with her slender

fingers, tilted her head,

and smiled evilly at Francine. “Aunt, I think my younger cousin is very handsome. Why don't you give

him to me? I will take

good care of him..."

The child, who was halfway eating, glanced at Annetta. He did not know whether her eyes were too evil

or it was just that she was too ugly. He was stunned, and his mouth pursed up as if he was about to

cry.

Francine jumped in fright. She watched Annetta trace a finger across her son's face as if she would

scratch it if she used more strength. She rushed over and said, “Annetta White, what are you doing?!

Return the Lesley to me!"

Annetta held Lesley's collar with one hand so that he could not move and scratched his face with her

fingernail. A trail of blood flowed down his cheek, but Annetta smiled evilly as if nothing had happened,

“Aunt, we are all relatives. It's rare for me to ask the elders in the family for something. Why can't you

give him to me?"

She repeated what Francine had said to her.