Chapter 197

Stephen turned and slapped Fergus. He reprimanded him coldly, "You ass! Who're you calling a bitch? Do you want to die? Do you know who she is?"

Fergus was dazed. He held his red and swollen cheek and asked tremulously, "Why did you hit me, Mr. Beckard? She's just a vixen! Who else could she be?"

Stephen kicked Fergus to the floor and yelled, "You imbecile! She's the heiress of the Griffins, Ms. Rosalie Griffin!"

His words seemed to explode in Fergus' ears. He paled at once and began shaking from head to toe.

He stared in disbelief at Rosalie, who was still talking and laughing with Sebastian on the other side of the hall.

She was the heiress of the Griffins…

"Mr. Beckard, you're joking. How could she be the heiress of the Griffins?" Fergus was panicking.

He didn't want to believe that someone as important as Rosalie would be mingling with someone as useless as Sebastian.

Stephen huffed coldly. "Do you think that I'm joking?" he asked angrily.

Then he walked over to Sebast