""Yes!" Lissy Lock responded resolutely, "He is kind to me, respects me, likes me, everything about him is good. Why can't I like him? I have no other choice but for my body to be yours, but you can't have my heart!"
John Fame tightened his grip: "I won't allow it!"
"It's none of your business."
John Fame furrowed his brows heavily, about to retort, but suddenly, he let go and went back to the driver's seat.
"Get out of the car."
Lissy Lock got out of the car without a backward glance, furious too.
Fortunately, this time it happened on a hustle and bustle street during daytime, nothing like the previous incident.
John Fame's habit of telling people to get out of the car all the time was truly obnoxious.
As if she enjoyed being in his car.
Lissy Lock glanced back, and John Fame was sitting in the car smoking.
She hailed another taxi, and left.
John Fame watched her indifferently, with a deep gaze. He was surprisingly angry just now.
