"So, what else do you want?" The man's face became colder.

Laurel: "..." What did she want?

When she was looked at so coldly by the man and even questioned in such a cold tone, Laurel only felt that she was unprecedentedly embarrassed.

How could he despise her that much?

Especially Nelson!

No matter what kind of pitiful attitude she showed now, it seemed that all of this had nothing to do with him.

Laurel had never thought of such coldness on his face before. She had never thought that Nelson was such a cold person.

As if he didn't care about her existence at all.

She took a few...