"Don't worry, I'll definitely pay back the money I owe you. I'm not with you for your money. Please don't be mad, okay?"
Michael Wilson pleaded, "We've been together for so long. Are you really going to leave me because of this small matter?"
"You're really something, aren't you? Your scheming has already been exposed, yet you have the nerve to say this now. Where do you find the face?" Ava Kent sneered.
Michael Wilson's expression turned somewhat awkward: "Ava, I know you're mad about what happened at the hotel last time, but didn't I also not blame you guys when you got my mom detained at the police station? My mom and I are genuinely in love, so please stop obstructing us."
"Pfft—"
Ava Kent was outright amused by his cheekiness, "Your mom got detained because she broke things in my house without compensating. Listening to you, it's like you think we own the police station or something, able to throw anyone in there just because we want to?"
