The next second, Iris Harris's body was swiftly pulled away.
Brandan Hyde grabbed her collar, looking at her with gritted teeth: "Iris Harris, what are you doing?!"
Iris Harris lowered her eyes, her tone was very light and slow: "Brandan, I need this mark, can you give it to me?"
Brandan Hyde tightened his grip on her collar, "What?"
"If you give it to me, I can give you anything."
Iris Harris felt like she was quite despicable.
She clearly liked him, yet said such words. Even if Brandan really wanted her, from their relationship's perspective, actually... she was the one taking advantage.
But what could she do?
She truly liked him. If she couldn't see him completely soon, looking at him a few more times would be good.
Anyway... he hated her, but he couldn't hate her for long...
"..."
The anger originally in the man's eyes suddenly cooled down.
After a while, he lightly laughed.
"What?" He looked at her, "What did you just say?"
