The girl was nearly a head shorter than the teenager, and she had to look up at him.
This wall-slam really didn't have much impact.
Someone passed by the stairwell and accidentally caught sight of this scene; they gasped.
Oh god!
Only Joy Shaw dares to wall-slam Marcus Knight!
Marcus Knight lowered his gaze and quietly looked at the girl in front of him.
Joy Shaw laughed, "So, will you give it or not?"
She leaned quite close, carrying the fresh scent of a young girl.
"If you don't give it, I'll search your phone myself." Joy Shaw was determined to add Marcus Knight on WeChat today.
With no pockets in her school uniform top, she reached for his pants pocket.
Before she could touch it, suddenly the world spun around her.
She and Marcus Knight switched positions, and now she was the one against the wall.
She was confined in his space, enveloped by his familiar aura.
Joy Shaw's breathing slowed a beat.
Marcus Knight's thin lips moved slightly, and he said one word, "Give."
