"Okay, I don't care if he sells you out in the future..."
When Gilbert was near the door, he turned back, and without a word, pulled Cherry towards the sofa.
"Since you like to be grateful too much, why don't you be grateful to me too?"
Gilbert said with anger in his voice then without thinking he inserted his large hand inside her pajamas.
Cherry flinched at what he did and stammered. "W-What are you going to do?"
"You..." Gilbert replied angrily with lust in his eyes. "You have no conscience," he said as he pressed himself against the woman's body.
Cherry's body stiffened and then pushed her hard. "N-No. I didn't say help me..." Cherry struggled.
"A-Another thing, your cousin Olivia is the reason for this so you have something to do with it," Cherry added boldly to the man.
"Did a dog eat your conscience?" Gilbert said angrily with his eyes widening. "No, even a dog can't eat your conscience because it's so black," Gilbert added with his teeth clenched in anger.
