Edward Anderson's eyes were inscrutable, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Are you sure you need a man?!"
Bella Scott dared not respond randomly, as she always thought that a madman like Edward Anderson was capable of anything. If she said she needed a man, would Edward send her to Jordon Brown?
Thinking of Jordon Brown's sleazy face, she instantly backed down.
She hooked Edward's arm and laughed, "How could I possibly need a man when I have a husband like you? One Edward Anderson is worth hundreds or thousands of high-quality men. I'm telling you, Jordon Brown's old face is really too ugly. I can't even eat when I see him..."
As she spoke, she observed Edward's expression, and noticing that his facial lines were less tense, she knew she had found the right angle.
"If he ever contacts you again, call me. Don't think you're so tough. If he tries to drug you, do you think you can outsmart him?"
Edward's words made Bella want to laugh.
