Seraphina Redgrave was speechless, but seeing Ethan Sterling's relentless demeanor, she had no choice but to look into his eyes helplessly and said with a cold smile, "Young Master Sterling, why don't I return what you just did to me, and then try to appease you again, how about that?"
Let's see if he'll still say I'm being difficult.
She thought Ethan Sterling would look worse after hearing this, but unexpectedly, his face unexpectedly lit up as he looked at Seraphina Redgrave.
The next moment, she was swept up by Ethan Sterling in a princess carry.
Ethan Sterling carried Seraphina Redgrave straight downstairs.
The living room was empty, except for the scent of roses carried by the breeze.
Everything downstairs was still in its place. Ethan Sterling set Seraphina Redgrave in front of the coffee table and then sat himself in a wheelchair, one foot on the wheelchair, rolled up his pant leg, and then stuffed a bone-breaking plier into her hand, "Here you go."
