"You didn't seem to take the initiative in the car," Hank Clegg said with an expressionless face, "Also, you dared to sneak out with the baby, the punishment just now was too light."
"If it wasn't for me showing up with the baby, Charlotte Wilson would have been murdered!" Victoria argued, "Besides, your electronic door lock was easy to crack."
"I forgot you're an expert with passwords." Hank Clegg pushed her a little harder, propping his elbow next to her head on the bed, "From now on, it seems more practical to use a big iron lock and just lock you up."
"Are you treating me like a dog?" Victoria said in anger.
Why does Hank Clegg always want to lock her up?
"What's your password?" Hank Clegg asked as if he hadn't heard what she'd just said.
"What?" Victoria was startled. What password was he referring to?
When she realized where Hank Clegg's fingers were, her face turned crimson instantly.
