"Scarlett, I don't want to stoop to your level..."
Quinlan gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice, then shouted directly at Connor, "You little bastard, did you steal my girlfriend? I advise you to break up with her right now. Otherwise, I'll find someone to break your legs. Do you hear me?"
At this moment, Connor hadn't fully recovered from the effects of the drug. He sat on the sofa with a dazed expression, trying to calm his emotions.
But no matter how hard he tried to control himself, the feeling of touching Scarlett kept appearing in his mind.
That feeling was so intoxicating to him!
"Are you mute, kid? I'm talking to you!" Quinlan grew even more agitated when Connor remained silent.
Connor looked ordinary at the moment, and he didn't seem very old, so Quinlan wasn't afraid of him. On the contrary, he was prepared to intimidate him.
