Chapitre 87: Chapter 87: Ethan Herd, what right do you have to control me?

Scarlett Glenn knew that she was no more than an ant in Ethan Herd's eyes, and her show of strength was merely a bluff.

But even if it was a bluff, she was not going to make life easy for Ethan.

Why should she tolerate his mistreatment?

With a rip, the skirt of Scarlett's dress was torn in half.

Ethan looked at her with a cold smirk: "Sorry, my hands slipped."

At this point, Scarlett Glenn was only left with her underwear. Lying on the bed, she was like a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Scarlett Glenn frowned coldly, "No worries. You, Mr. Herd, are rich. You can pay for the damage later. And don't think you can skip the payment for the top either."

Ethan ignored her, admiring the sight. He had to admit, Scarlett Glenn's body was truly attractive, every curve was perfect, neither too thin nor too fat, her waist delicately slender.

Speaking of which, Ethan had only slept with Scarlett Glenn once and that was three years ago.