"Howard, I won't kill you, but I'll play you to death!"
Jorge's voice was icy, his expression indifferent and terrifying, as if he were King Yama from hell.
After speaking, Jorge turned back to Lydia's side, supporting the panting Lydia, his gaze shooting towards Howard, "If you dare to harass her again, I'll send you on your way right now!"
Jorge bent down to pick up Lydia.
Lydia looked at Jorge's indifferent face, her eyes flickered, "I can walk on my own."
Jorge's cold demeanor didn't change, "I've been holding you for so many years, why act coy now!"
"..."
Jorge, don't you care about appearances? How can you say that so brazenly, your skin must be as thick as a city wall?!
Lydia was speechless.
Jorge placed Lydia in the passenger seat, not even glancing at Howard, and got into the car.
The car sped away.
Howard's eyes erupted with a cold light.
Jorge, your woman, I am determined to ruin her!
Inside the car.
