Chapter 92: A Bottle of Safflower Oil (1)

Isabel hastily continued her struggle within Percy's embrace, trying to break free from him.

Percy's expression darkened, he lowered his head and glared at her, saying, "Believe it or not, if you dare to move again, I'll carry you back to the banquet hall right now, and kiss you forcibly in front of everyone!"

"You-" Isabel lifted her eyelids in anger, staring back defiantly at Percy.

The beautiful neon lights by the roadside cast a mesmerizing glow on his handsome face, allowing Isabel to see clearly the tension on his face, his lips tightly pursed, his eyes filled with a cold, intimidating gaze, staring straight at her, the fury swirling within, as if he would actually carry her back to the banquet hall and force a kiss upon her at any moment.

Isabel was instantly intimidated by Percy's presence, a flicker of fear flashed in her heart. She only managed to utter a single defiant word before she was left speechless.