Bella Green let out a cold laugh, walked up to his car, then suddenly lifted her foot and kicked the front of his car.
It seemed one kick wasn't enough to vent her anger, so she kicked it again.
Louis Lawrence sat up straight, threw aside his cigarette, then opened the car door and got out.
"I haven't even said I'm definitely rejecting you, but you're already enraged."
Bella Green coldly looked at him, "Still pretending?"
Louis looked at his car's front, which now bore two footprints, and his expression was a mix of a smile and seriousness, his eyes deep.
"What do you mean?"
Seeing him still feigning ignorance, Bella Green laughed angrily, the fire in her chest making her unable to stay calm.
"Louis, I'm curious now, whose target are these people aiming at? Is it your woman, or is it purely just me..."
The mention of Bella Green made Louis's smile fade a bit, his gaze turning cold, the playful arrogance disappearing entirely.
