Casiano's tall and firm physique suddenly stiffened. His gloomy, bloodthirsty eyes were like ice cubes in a cold pool, capable of freezing someone to death in an instant. After staring at her for a while, he swiftly withdrew his hand, tearing off a dozen wet wipes and frantically scrubbing his fingers. Seeing his actions, Alla couldn't help but snicker, "Mr. Roman has already told you he has slept with me, yet Mr. Davies insists on checking. Why the fuss?"
Her eyes and the corners of her mouth were filled with laughter, showing no sign of anger or embarrassment, but rather an aura of worldliness. Her nonchalant attitude and repeated provocations caused the usually composed Casiano to suddenly lose his temper. He discarded the shredded wet wipe from his hand and harshly gripped her chin with all his strength, causing her petite and fair chin to instantly turn pale. Alla's face turned ashen from the pain, but Casiano ignored her expression and continued to lean towards her.
