At that moment, Minnie Collins felt an overwhelming pressure, so oppressive that even her breathing became cautious.
"Thinking of running away?"
William Guillen slowly turned around, his voice as dark as a messenger from hell, bringing a chilling and shivering coldness.
Minnie Collins frantically shook her head, "No... it's not like that, Young Master Guillen, you misunderstood."
"Misunderstood?"
William Guillen sneered, taking a few large steps forward, and clasped Minnie Collins's shoulder with one hand.
A sharp pain shot through her shoulder, and Minnie Collins screamed and cried on the spot, "Young Master Guillen... please spare me, I really know I'm wrong."
"You realize you're wrong, but who will take responsibility for Fluffy's life?"
"I... I'll take responsibility, I can compensate, really!" Minnie Collins tried to extinguish his anger, "No matter how much money, I'm willing to compensate!"
Slap!
A harsh and heavy slap sent her face to the side.
