Michaela shook her head hastily, but she couldn't stop shaking, "Brother Harold, I… I…"
Harold seemed to understand the fear in her eyes. He walked up to Michaela and stopped right in front of her. Then he viciously spat out cigarette smoke in her face, as if showing contempt. "If I had found out that you were so sneaky, I wouldn't bother helping you!"
He wasn't surprised by the method Michaela used. After all, Harold was the one responsible for his words and deeds. The biggest difference between humans and animals was that they could control their thinking and behavior. However, he unreasonably lost control last night.
Harold's cold gaze made Michaela even more terrified. Her tears were pouring out irresistibly. "Brother Harold, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I really like you, so that's why I'm doing this... please don't be angry..."
"You like me?" Harold snorted.
