"Pfft!" Luke Land couldn't help but burst into laughter.
What on earth is this? So, this Miss Morton wants to use herself as an experiment, truly absurd.
"Irene, let me tell you, my third brother is not just capable in that regard, but very impressive. You shouldn't doubt him," Luke Land said sternly.
"Then why doesn't he respond at all when he sees me?" Irene's cheeks turned red, thinking back to all those times she stripped naked in front of him only for him to remain indifferent. She felt like dying.
For him, she had thrown away all her self-esteem and fed it to the dogs. In his presence, she couldn't lift her head and felt utterly pathetic.
"Men probably don't have that kind of interest in women they aren't attracted to..." Luke Land didn't mind speaking harshly to Irene this time. It might be better if it could make her give up her thoughts about Asher Land, "I say, if it were Sophie Smith, he'd probably battle with her day and night."
