"Caleb!! Watch your tone when speaking to me!!" Margaret immediately grew furious, glaring at Caleb with a mix of shame and anger as she scolded him.
Listening to the two of them say things he couldn't understand at all, Harry quickly lost interest. The social death and rebirth he had prepared for still hadn't happened, which made him impatient. Now, Harry just wanted Caleb to give him a quick resolution! Either let him watch a fight between husband and wife, or just fucking kill him! Let him respawn quickly so he could play something even more exciting!
"Hey, President Caleb, your wife's pussy is so tight, wet, and slutty. Are you impotent or something? Your wife is clearly desperate for cock, leaving such a top tier woman untouched and letting her get so lonely. Now that I'm helping you feed her, why are you cursing at me? You saw it yourself earlier, the way your wife was moaning when you walked in—you've never seen her like that before, have you?"
