"Mr. Smith, I'm looking for Norris. Is she inside?"
"She's already asleep." Trenton Smith's tone was indifferent.
Alex Miller came towards him, stood in front of him, and spoke softly, "Mr. Smith, would you like to make a deal?"
"..."
"Our Norris has been spoiled since she was a child, young and naive, causing offense in the past. If you don't love her, please give her back to me."
The handsome young man had an exquisitely beautiful face.
The people of the Miller family, regardless of gender, are all nearly bewitching in their beauty.
Alex, dressed in a black suit, had a slim figure, mesmerizing like a vampire from a legend.
Trenton Smith glanced at him casually, his tone retaining its usual aloof indifference, "Young Master Miller, what do you think you can use to compete with me?"
Alex Miller narrowed his eyes, looked Trenton Smith up and down, and then, his sight fell on the medicine box in Trenton's hand.
Alex's eyes dimmed momentarily.
