"Well done!" Lyman Smith took a sip of mellow champagne and smiled.

Nora lowered her head and said in an emotionless voice, "you must keep your promise! After half a year, we will have nothing to do with each other!"

"Of course!" Lyman Smith stood up and walked towards her.

It was the smell of a beast. Nora had no reason not to be afraid, but she still said stubbornly, "I also have conditions!"

"Tell me!" Lyman Smith held back his crystal glass and looked at the woman in front of him.

"Don't touch my lips! That makes me sick!" Nora said coldly.

Lyman Smith bent down and looked into...