Giselle raised a brow, her gaze at Cordelia even more brazen.

“Ms. Lawler, you like my hand a lot?” Marcus’ voice was deep and husky.

Giselle was long captivated. “Of course!”

“Even when this hand has killed someone?”

Giselle jolted and looked appalled, fear flowing from her eyes.

Marcus’ eyes flashed darkly as he sneered. “An oblivious woman used to approach me in the past, and I used this hand to choke her to death!”

“You—”

Giselle wanted to pry her hand off, but Marcus gripped her wrist tight. The man’s commanding expression and aggressiveness made her panic.

Marcus asked with a smile, “Ms. Lawler, didn’t you want to dance with me?”

Giselle deflated. The pain that came from her wrist made her turn pale while her teeth clattered.

Marcus reeled in his smile. His expression sobered up, and he felt like a reaper from hell.

When he let go lightly, Giselle stumbled back and hit the corner of a table.

hall felt like the pressure was lowered. No one dared breathe any

looked up and broke into a

Marcus and Cordelia, gritting her teeth and saying shakily, “W-What’s… so good about

“But it’s not for me. It’s for those shameless women who keep

Cordelia’s face when he remembered that Giselle had held his hand. He asked for the

her and keep her in his warm and secure embrace, but seconds ticked by,

widened her eyes when she saw Marcus actually approaching Giselle and

and all her blood seemed to be rushing to her

“Ms. Lawler doesn’t have a good reputation, but she’s a

own husband’s helping another woman in public… Cordelia’s

can’t dote

as she stood

“Honey, you—”

you nearly injured Ms. Lawler.” Marcus smiled

Giselle quickly caught

let’s dance?

with tears welling

looked nonchalant. He did not push Giselle away but

her gaze at Cordelia even more

Lawler, you like my hand a lot?” Marcus’ voice was deep

long

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