A few minutes later, Adam looked at the kneeling woman in front of him.
"So, if I understood correctly, Natasha's sister, who you humorously refer to as the eldest lady, mistook me for Natasha's boyfriend and wanted to talk to me, right? But in reality, she's not the eldest daughter; she's simply the younger one."
The woman smiled helplessly but still nodded. Then she opened her mouth, hesitating to say something... but stopped herself.
"Do you have something to say?"
"I... Could you let us go?"
"Hmm..."
Adam smiled. "I don't understand what you mean. I'm not stopping you now. You can leave anytime you want."
She looked at him speechlessly and gestured beneath him.
After all, Adam was currently sitting on one of her comrades.
The poor man wore a look of humiliation and despair as he could do nothing but let the young man use him as a chair.
