"Get out!" Caden Lockwood shouted harshly, without the slightest bit of pity.
"I won't leave." Eleanor Keaton bit out her words, "Brother Caden, you need me!"
Looking at his handsome face, she was deeply infatuated.
With a triumphant smile, she continued, "You don't know, do you? I put a lot of drugs in your coffee, soon you'll be losing your senses,
"..."
"Hahaha—Brother Caden, you can't get rid of me!" Eleanor Keaton joyfully announced, "I won't let Evelyn Morgan live anymore either! I'll find someone to kill her! Make sure she doesn't exist in this world anymore! And I will bear your child, even if you don't like me, you'll have to stay with me!"
His dark brows furrowed, Caden Lockwood clenched his fists, his icy cold gaze pierced Eleanor Keaton, making her shiver involuntarily, stepping back several steps.
His angry appearance was truly terrifying.
Especially the thick disgust in his eyes, which was like a sharp knife, piercing her heart.
