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 i