Scarlett Glenn felt like vomiting blood: "I... I don't want to fuck with you today, just let me out."
Ethan Herd coldly laughed, revealing a row of ominously white teeth in the shadows, "Get out? Haha... To meet with your little Chloe? Do you think I'm stupid!"
Scarlett really wanted to bash Ethan Herd's head in. Sometimes this guy really deserved a good beating. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck your uncle!
She had already decided not to drag Ethan Herd along anymore.
But she had to be in control of her own body. With Ethan Herd's current state, she didn't want to play with him. A guy with a violent temper and a face begging for a beating—she didn't feel like fucking with him right now.
"Ethan, can you act your age and stop being so childish? Can you not be irrationally jealous?"
