“Bitch, I finally got you…”
Mr. Fox and his lackeys saw Emily enter the door, so they followed her there. Hope grabbed the wrist of the man who wanted to catch Emily. With a skillful back breaking movement, she made that man suffer and retreat.
“You fucking…” When he saw the handsome face of the person in front of him, he was so scared that he swallowed saliva a few times, “Mr. Clark…”
This was really a wonderful show. Sebastian squinted and measured the men standing with Mr. Fox. They looked vicious just now, but now all got terrified and didn’t dare to say anything.
Emily was standing there with only underclothes. She turned her back to everyone. If Sebastian didn’t help her now, today would be her doomsday.
“Get out.” Hope said to them. Seeing that Sebastian did not expel Emily away, she knew he had agreed to let her stay.
They were afraid of the person in front of them, and could only reluctantly retreat and go out.
Then Hope also went out, leaving Emily in her underclothes and Sebastian in his bathrobe in the room.
Neither of them said anything. About three minutes later, Sebastian went over and grabbed her waist directly to place her on the sofa at the feet…
Emily was startled by what he did, but she had always been good at acting. Since Sebastian pretended nothing had happened, there was no need for her to ask for trouble.
She pretended to gaze at him to play along…
Sebastian seemed not to be very satisfied, and then he picked her up. Emily was afraid that if he let go of her, she would die, so she held him tightly.
She deliberately talked nonsense, “You really look like that son of a bitch, Sebastian Clark. Are you his father’s bastard?”
Hearing that, Sebastian, who was kissing her, suddenly stopped. Then he stared at her and didn’t say anything. A few seconds later, he said slowly, “I know you are playing the fool now.”
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