Poppy Willows, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, startled and immediately moved away, "Please have some self-respect!"
"Self-respect? I’ve always had self-respect, otherwise how could you be sitting here safe and sound?" The young man sincerely felt he had been more than gracious to Poppy Willows, otherwise they wouldn’t be sitting here together.
But after running around so hard for so long, a little kiss shouldn’t be too much to ask.
As he spoke, the young man reached out toward Poppy Willows, clearly intending to use force.
Just as his hand was about to touch Poppy Willows, White suddenly made a move, clawing viciously at the man’s arm.
The young man let out a scream, looking at the several bloody scratches on his arm, his face immediately darkened, eyes filled with maliciousness as he said, "You little beast, how dare you lay a hand on me? You must be tired of living! Come over here!"
With that, he reached out to grab White.
Poppy Willows desperately tried to protect her son, but she was naturally weak and no match for the young man, only to watch helplessly as her son was grabbed by him.
The young man lifted White by the scruff of his collar, pulling the clothes tight around White’s neck.
White immediately struggled to breathe smoothly, his little face turned red, struggling in pain. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel※fire.net
Seeing this, the young man felt a bit pleased, sneered, "You little beast, weren’t you very arrogant? What’s wrong now, can’t you dance?"
"Let go of my son!" Poppy Willows immediately lunged forward, "Samuel Lawrence, let go of my son!"
"Bitch, are you ordering me?"
"No! White is still small, this will hurt him!"
"Let him be hurt then, he’s just an unwanted little brat, better if he dies. However, if you want me to let this little beast go, that’s not impossible. Strip now and serve me, if you make me happy, I’ll let him go!"
Poppy Willows was incredulous, "Now?"
"Yes, right now." Seeing Poppy Willows not moving, Samuel Lawrence shook his arm.
White consequently suffered more, his little face swelled even more red, his eyes bulging.
"Ah!" Poppy Willows screamed, "No, please! I will strip! I’ll strip right now!"
Samuel Lawrence was somewhat satisfied and urged, "Then hurry up. Or, do you intend to watch your son be strangled to death by me?"
"No, no." Poppy Willows was full of panic, her beautiful eyes brimming with tears, yet she dared not say a single word of refusal.
Her fingers trembled as she reached up to unbutton.
Seeing this, Samuel Lawrence felt significantly better.
He suddenly realized he had been wrong, originally thinking, since she’s the woman he was going to marry, he should at least win her over willingly.
Now he realized he was wrong.
This woman was born despicable, being nice to her, she’d take it as capital to keep pretending, better to just be forceful.
Samuel Lawrence urged, "Bitch, hurry up! If you dawdle again, I’ll call the brothers outside from The Celestial Alliance to help you strip!"
"Such an impressive swagger, I wonder what makes you so important that even my Celestial Alliance people would take orders from you!"
With the sound of the voice, the door of the detention room was slammed open.
Samuel Lawrence instinctively looked over, and upon seeing the person, he was stunned.
Just as he turned away, White seized the opportunity to bite down hard on the back of his hand.
Samuel Lawrence screamed, his fingers instinctively loosening.
White seized the chance to escape, staggering and stumbling towards Raina North.