So he can speak now and thinks he's all that?
Grace Yakov's face turned green with rage, but she couldn't kick him out, so she just kept glaring at Eddy Sherman.
Eddy Sherman, seeing that she stopped smiling at other men, was satisfied and reached out to pick up the cup of flower tea in front of him.
His hand was still not very strong, but he could still manage to lift a cup of tea.
But before he could touch the tea, the cup in front of him was suddenly taken away by Grace Yakov.
"What are you looking at? I brewed the tea, and I don't want to give it to you, okay? What are you going to do about it, bite me?!" Grace Yakov, holding the cup in her hand, brought it to her lips and gulped down the tea in one go.
Putting the empty cup back in front of Eddy Sherman gave her a sense of spiteful satisfaction!
