Vivian Sterling's lips trembled, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
From a short distance away, Asher Huxley also spotted Jasper Sherwood.
Surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly followed by mockery. He grinned. "Well, if it isn't President Sherwood? What happened to your hair? You're ugly as sin, haha."
Jasper Sherwood shot him a cold glance and sneered. "However ugly I am, I'm still more handsome than a troglodyte like you. With a face like yours, a plastic surgeon wouldn't even know where to begin."
"You!"
Asher Huxley hated it most when people called him a troglodyte or made fun of his features.
'So what if I'm a little ugly! I'm rich!'
But that was only enough to hold sway over the Jasper Sherwood of ten years ago.
The Jasper Sherwood of today was a man so powerful that even Asher had to carefully consider the consequences before trying anything.
Asher Huxley was seething with rage.
