"So ugly," Adam snapped without even glancing at her.
This annoying little drama queen pretty? More like a wannabe fairy!
"Dean, you did that on purpose!" Linda stomped her foot angrily. "Do you know where this dress came from? Mommy said it's the same one a Saudi princess wore! And you dare say it's not pretty? I'm telling Mommy!"
"Achoo!" Adam suddenly sniffled and let out a huge sneeze.
A spray of saliva landed all over Linda.
She wiped her face with her hand, pouted, and burst into tears.
Ugh, women are such troublesome creatures.
Adam was seriously annoyed.
"Linda, what happened?" Just then, a luxury car pulled up. The door opened, and Emma stepped out, swinging her Chanel bag with exaggerated elegance.
"Mommy!" Linda, spotting Emma like a lifeline, immediately ran into her arms, sobbing miserably.
"My little darling, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Emma picked her up, full of concern.
