Suddenly, the man's lips moved, "You thought I was dead and you're so calm?"
With that, he forcefully grabbed Yvonne Young's wrist and stared at her coldly.
Not upset, and not calling an ambulance, but murmuring that he still had use.
This woman was still so selfish and cold-blooded, always only thinking of herself.
Yvonne Young was startled, trying hard to shake her hand free, but she couldn't overpower Spencer Sullivan.
"Finally admitting that your purpose in getting close to me after returning to the country?"
Spencer Sullivan snorted coldly and let go of Yvonne Young's hand.
Yvonne Young never thought Spencer Sullivan would play dead with her; he was not that boring, and even if he had that interest, it shouldn't be directed at her.
So, in her panic, she blurted out that sentence, feeling guilty, afraid Spencer Sullivan would investigate deeply.
She changed the subject, "Isn't Aunt Pearce coming?"
Spencer Sullivan coldly replied, "She's not coming."
