Ethan Lee heard her words and grabbed her from the ground, clutching her neck fiercely.
His eyes gleamed viciously as he said, "If you slept with the Third Young Master Collins, then what awaits you won't be as simple as a slap, my dear niece."
"Uncle Lee, I was wrong, I really just wanted to have a backup plan, I know my thoughts were selfish, but I couldn't help it. If I don't figure out my own way out, what will I do if you get tired of me later? So please, Uncle Lee, let me off this time, okay?" Mia's face turned red as she pleaded quickly and breathlessly.
After he heard this, the grip Ethan Lee had on her neck slowly relaxed.
