Sarah Sullivan spoke faster and faster in her growing urgency: "Grace Wallace! You want to be a man's dog, a man's slave, a man's appendage, no one will stop you, because I've long determined that you're just a small-time goods! But please don't come out and harm the world! Residual poison to living beings! Polluting the environment! You're the kind of thing that's a spittoon for men, a disgrace for women! And you have the face to be a teacher to others? Standing on the podium spewing filth without feeling ashamed?"
Grace Wallace was drenched in sweat!
No, it wasn't just sweat anymore!
Grace Wallace was already humiliated by Sarah Sullivan!
Sarah Sullivan's power was too fierce!
She really couldn't withstand it.
At this moment, a Sullivan Family servant responsible for cleaning walked over.
"Come here!" Sarah Sullivan waved.
The servant dared not disobey and ran over.
"Help her up!" Sarah Sullivan ordered.
