"Maybe because deep down, men just like delicate women like Yvette!" Larissa replied after a moment's thought.

Yvette and Ruby seemed to be the same sort of people.

The fact that Ruby could even gain Kevan's heart proved that men really liked that sort of delicate frailty she exuded.

Emmy angrily downed the rest of the beer in her glass. "Well, aren't they just two-faced bitches and whores? Motherfucking punk son of a bitch! Men are all blind!" Her rage reached its peak, and the volume of her voice overtook the dreamy singing in the room.

The melodious guitar stopped abruptly, and all the waiters and patrons in the bar turned to look over at them.

Emmy did not seem to notice as she raised a finger to the air and swore. "If Morgan dares help Yvette get resources, I will fucking divorce him at once!"

Larissa quickly comforted her. "Morgan is definitely not that type of person! Please chill out a little, Emmy. Go back and have a good talk with Morgan. Don't have any misunderstanding