"That's my affair, none of your concern,"
Louisa Burley retorted, "Why do you keep following me?"
"The sixteen-year agreement has come due, Miss Burley should accompany me to the appointment," Jeremy Hall said, striving to remain calm.
Louisa Burley indifferently said, "The matter of the marriage arrangement isn't for you to decide, whoever wants to marry, let them come to discuss it themselves."
Anger flashed across Jeremy Hall's face, "Miss Burley, surely you don't think I wouldn't dare to make a move?"
"Make a move? On whom?"
A flicker of panic passed through Louisa Burley's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure, "I don't care who you intend to make a move on, if you dare to touch them, I will die right before your eyes!"
With that, she took out a small knife from her pocket.
The knife wasn't large; it looked just like the kind of miniature spring-loaded toy knife sold on the streets, about the size of an index finger.
