"Mom, enough. It's not what you think. Leave now, please." Elijah Moore's face was gloomy and tense. He just wanted Madam Moore to get out of there already.
Hallie Morgan, listening to her unbelievable words behind him, put her hands on her hips in annoyance and ended up laughing, "Yeah, you better look out for your precious son and take him away. Far away! Or else next time you see us, it might be in bed!"
"You...you filthy whore, shameless bitch! Don't you dare touch my son, or I'll kill you!"
Madam Moore was furious, no longer caring about her dignity, provoked by Hallie's words.
But Elijah's eyes flickered. He turned to look back at Hallie behind him. His deep gaze made Hallie suddenly wonder if she had said something wrong. But those words were merely intended to provoke Madam Moore. Could he, the fool, have taken them seriously?
