Clean It Up

The pen holder reminded them of the past.

Scarlett tried to change the topic. But Mike held her chin and forced her to look at his burning gaze.

"If you like it, I can buy another one and give it to you."

If she behaved like that night, he could give her everything she wanted.

His voice was low and sexy.

However, Scarlett replied coldly.

"I don't need it. It is too extravagant for me. However, if you exempt me from repaying my debts, I will be very grateful to you!"

Her words made Mike angry again.

He tightened his grip on her chin.

"You want to leave me?"

She felt that she was "not free".

Scarlett didn't understand why Mike got furious again.

She pushed his hand away and rubbed her sore chin.

"If it isn't because of my debts, why do I have to stay here? Can't you be gentle to me? It hurts!"

If she had known it earlier, she would ignore him and wouldn't come back. Scarlett looked at him in a huff.

Her words pierced through him like a sharp sword.