Still, her voice was so loud that she scratched a bloody mark on the back of his hand.
She must be handled with kid gloves.
Who could stand her temperament in the future?
"If you're curious, I'll bring my boyfriend to see you in prison, then you will know who dares to want me," Lilac Serval said indifferently with a cold smile and a roll of her eyes.
After that, she left the office with her bag.
All that remained was a faint scent of her perfume, her temper was even bigger than the wind outside.
Charles Mcintosh hung his head and helplessly glanced at the messy desk.
There was unfinished food on the table, but he had no desire to continue eating.
Lilac Serval walked away in her high heels.
When she got to the elevator, she happened to run into Joan Harry.
Lilac Serval didn't recognize Joan Harry, but she had keen eyesight and felt that Joan resembled Yacob Harry somewhat, so she guessed she might be Joan Harry.
