Yvonne Xavier was too lazy to give Cecilia Zachary a glance. Instead, she glared at Wyatt Johnson coldly and said, “Who cares if I smacked you? A mere waiter of a restaurant boasting around in front of me? Your mouth is as filthy as the toilet, who should I smack if it was not you?”

At this moment, Yvonne had already returned to her usual cold temperament. It only costed her a glance and a sentence to spook Wyatt out.

The jaws of the crowd dropped in awe.

“F*ck, this beautiful girl’s temper is hot!”

“She is totally my goddess, I like this personality to the max!”

“Normal people are not worthy for a woman like her. People like us can only dream about it!”

Many of them started to murmur, but they did not dare to say it out loudly. Obviously, they were afraid that Yvonne would fling a slap if she heard them and they would have no rights to argue.

Then, when nobody was noticing, Yvonne sneaked a glance at Harvey York, who was leaning on the Ferrari. She only felt slightly relieved t