Stacey’s mouth was stuffed to the brim.

That look was weird.

Anna, who was at the side, was dumbfounded upon seeing it.

As for Stacey, she almost went crazy. She was the granddaughter of the Missouri’s ninth division commander. Wherever she went, she would be mingling around the second or third generation of the noble families. Of course, she was very competitive herself and she had never been subjected to such an inhumane treatment before.

Not only did she get slapped and had her hair pulled by someone, but she even got stuffed by heels…

All of a sudden, she exploded in anger like a barrel of gunpowder that had been lit.

She took the heels out of her mouth and scolded loudly, “How dare you treat me like that? Are you still a man for hitting a woman like that? I, Stacey Cooper, have never met someone so rough and unreasonable like you in my life.”

Alex calmly replied, “What kind of reasoning do I need to tell a snowflake like you who would simply take your own life once thi