Norris Moore was so angry that she almost crushed her phone.
Standing by the sofa, she asked, "What do you mean by your economic sanctions against the Miller Family?"
"What do you think it means?"
"I'm the one who offended you, what gives you the right to take revenge on the Miller Family?!"
"So, when are you planning to come back?"
"Trenton Smith!"
"Norris," his tone sounded very calm and even indifferent, "everything will be over once you return. Come to me, break up with Alex Miller, and no one will give you a hard time."
Such shameless words, as if it were natural and right for her to return to him.
Norris felt dizzy with anger. She sat down on the sofa, grasped her phone tightly and gritted her teeth, "I won't come back. I'll never come back. Trenton Smith, I hate you, I don't want to see you at all, leave me alone, don't call me again—!"
The man laughed softly on the phone, his tone casual, "Norris, remember, you said this. Don't regret it."
