Thomas Fisher's words just now did contain a hint of threat. This was something he didn't shy away from, nor did he want to hide it. If he wanted to hide it, his mom definitely wouldn't be able to tell.
"I'm not threatening you, I'm just stating a fact." He was indeed threatening his mom next to him, but most importantly, he wanted to make things clear.
"State what fact? Do you think your mom can't understand what you're saying?" Autumn York lifted her hand to swat away the hand resting heavily on her shoulder, but it was too firmly placed for her to knock it off.
Thomas Fisher pressed Autumn York's shoulder hard, leaning to her ear, "Who is my mom? My mom is such a smart person, there's no way she wouldn't understand what I'm saying. Besides, what I'm saying isn't that profound."
Although he leaned in close to his mom's ear, he didn't lower his voice on purpose; he was speaking in his normal tone.
