"However, this requires your cooperation." Samuel said.
Yvonne frowned. "How can I cooperate?"
Samuel smiled mysteriously and then told Yvonne his plan.
After listening to Samuel, Yvonne was stunned. "Are you sure you can do this?"
"Of course."
Yvonne raised her eyebrows and said, "I can promise you, but some people have to listen carefully. If it's done, there is no need to say anything. If it doesn't work, you're using your position for personal gain. At that time, humph..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yvonne gave Samuel a fierce look.
Samuel understood and removed all the restrictions!
For a moment, everything outside returned to normal.
Yvonne took the sword back from outside the house and put it beside her.
However, as soon as she entered the room, she heard Samuel shouting.
"Go and pour me a cup of tea." Samuel was lying on the bed, looking like a boss. His legs were still shaking leisurely.
Yvonne nodded and put the sword on the table. Then, she went to pour tea for Samuel and brought it to the bedside.
After taking the cup, Samuel directly picked it up and took a sip. Then, he frowned, picked up the cup, and splashed it directly at Yvonne.
Huala!
Almost all the tea splashed on Yvonne. Not only did it wet her clothes, but it also wet the tip of her hair.
For a moment, Yvonne was in an extremely sorry state.
"Slap!"
But it was not over yet. Samuel threw the cup to the ground angrily. Suddenly, the cup was broken and the fragments were scattered all over the ground.
"F*ck, you can't even do such a small thing. What can I count on you for? F*ck off, f*ck off!" Samuel cursed.
It seemed that he was extremely angry.
Yvonne lowered her head and did not dare to make a sound. Under the scolding of Samuel, she had no choice but to leave obediently.
At the door, Samuel said, "Stop."
"Are you a fucking bitch? Why did you leave just like that?"
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