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.

lowered. No one dared breathe any louder. Cordelia walked over and

looked up and broke

shakily, “W-What’s…

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

Cordelia’s face when he remembered that Giselle had held his hand. He asked for the server and wiped his hand with a disinfecting towel before throwing

Marcus would hug her and keep her in his warm and secure embrace, but seconds ticked

saw Marcus actually approaching Giselle and

heart thumped, and all her blood seemed

snickered. “Ms. Lawler doesn’t have a good reputation, but she’s a real heiress. How

helping another woman in public… Cordelia’s so pitiful. She

why you can’t dote on

as she stood frozen, feeling a pang

“Honey, you—”

injured Ms. Lawler.” Marcus smiled and turned to Giselle. “Are you

at the affection, Giselle quickly

widely. “Handsome, let’s dance? I could tell you’re good

Cordelia bit her lips with tears

not push

a brow, her gaze at Cordelia even more

my hand a

was long

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