We have met before 6

If Hannah Garcia wasn't Young Master's woman, then where did he go wrong? He couldn't remember offending such a person. Although he was a bastard, he wouldn't mess with those he couldn't afford to.

"Tell me, where did you go wrong?" Assistant shouted coldly from the side.

Kneeling on the ground, Autumn Nelson was covered in cold sweat; he genuinely didn't know where he went wrong.

"Young Master, I really don't know where I went wrong, please, can you give me a hint?"

As for him kneeling in front of Young Master, he seemed unaffected, as if this was an everyday occurrence.

"Since you want a hint, then choose which part of your body to cut off." Young Master's seemingly light voice felt icy cold.

"No, please...Young Master, I beg you, have mercy, please..." Autumn Nelson desperately kowtowed, not caring about his dignity. As long as Young Master showed mercy, he'd be willing to do anything.