"I don't agree to it."
Nora was very firm.
Even if the one standing in front of her was Trueman, a man with a strange temperament, provoking whom might easily bring her trouble, there were still some boundaries that must be protected.
Sure enough, Trueman frowned and snorted coldly. "Aren't you afraid that I will kill Xander?"
Nora raised her eyebrows. "If you kill him, you won't have anything to threaten me with anymore. Also, if you even lay a finger on him, I will make you wish you were dead!"
Toward the end of her sentence, Nora's voice became awfully sinister.
Her reaction startled even the man standing in front of her.
Trueman's eyes flickered a little. Seemingly having thought of something, he snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes. "There's no rush. Sooner or later, I will make you bear my child willingly!"
After speaking, he left.
After leaving Nora's room, he entered his own room on the third floor.