If it had been his former self, a woman like Ava Kent, who flirts around with everyone, would have already been beaten to death and thrown into the sea to feed the fish. Compete with another man out of jealousy?
Not a chance!
He couldn't care less for such a fickle woman.
But when it comes to Ava Kent, for some reason, he always feels a certain special sensation.
Ava Kent wrinkled her nose, giving a light hum: "Baron Roan, do you know why I like Julius Goodman?"
"What?" Baron Roan instinctively replied.
However, he regretted asking immediately. Why should he care what she likes about that guy? In the end, she would only belong to him.
Yet, Ava Kent smiled brightly and said, "I like his gentleness and obedience. He never defies me. No matter what, as long as I say it, he'll definitely listen to me. Tell me, which guy can do this for the girl they like? Apart from him, there won't be anyone else."
Baron Roan frowned tightly, almost blurting out, 'I can do that too.'
