White looking at the comfortable look on the face of Liora and couldn't help but utter the words asking him to do the same to her.
She did not even notice the grim look of her Madam Gayler nor did she taken into consideration what Liora was just talking about.
All she knew was she too wanted to feel that way and so asked him out in a hopeful voice looking forward to experiencing that feeling Liora was experiencing in front of her.
'This girl definitely has a deathwish.'
'How this girl even survived all this time?'
'Maybe I should have finished the job.'
'She is perfect, Pretty face, empty head, Someone like her good to pleasure my dear brother.'
Every woman in the room turned their head towards White looking at her with a mixture of emotions as they couldn't help but to wonder in their mind.
Isabella couldn't help but to think this White is suicidal to disturb this monster seating beside her.
