Possible, this man is cruel enough.
She reached out, wanting to push away Martin York's hand, and suddenly touched his fate.
This calculation made her slightly shocked.
Looking at this flushed, pig-headed man.
Heh.
Still unaware that his death is near, even gods can't save him.
She deliberately pinched Martin York hard.
Martin York cried out in pain, "Bitch!"
After the roar, he fiercely shoved Tiana Thorne away.
Tiana Thorne fell onto the sofa where Jameson Shaw was sitting, at a very close distance to him.
Martin York hurriedly rubbed his hand, cursing under his breath, his mind racing with the thought of strangling her.
Tiana Thorne hid next to Jameson Shaw, speaking in a low voice meant only for the two of them, "Sir, if you want to deal with me, there are a hundred ways. There's no need to let him cause trouble here."
Meanwhile, Martin York continued to curse as he walked over.
