"Young Master Guillen, I am me, my father is my father. You can't terminate the collaboration with my father just because of our relationship. No matter what... no matter what, can't you spare me this time for the sake of our relationship?"
"Spare you?" William Guillen coldly withdrew his arm, laughed contemptuously, "Miss Collins, I've played with many women. You're still too naive to play tricks in front of me."
"You..."
"That night, did I really touch you?"
"Touched... touched." Minnie Collins stammered, "You also said you liked my chest..."
Minnie Collins was so nervous that her heart was pounding, and her palms were full of sweat.
She had only one thought in her mind, no matter what, she couldn't let William Guillen vent his anger on her father.
"I'll give you another chance, did I touch you?" William Guillen bypassed her, bent over to pick up the cigarette and lighter on the tea table, and lit it, looking down.
