Natasha's POV
Edmend did a good job these two days.
What he fears most is that I won't give him food.
But this time, I asked the servant serve him well every day, but he is not allowed to go out.
He was so depressed that he asked someone to bring me a message and want to see me.
But I refused.
I know that when we meet, Edmend will definitely beg for mercy and say that he will quit gambling.
But once I let him out, he would never manage himself well.
On Edward's birthday.
Bran and I didn't go into the club directly after we got off.
I turned around and found that Winson should have been here a long time ago. I didn't expect him to come here later than me.
With his slender legs and a kind smile on his handsome face, Winson walked up to me and asked, "Natasha, why don't you go in?"
I said coldly, "it's none of your business. Go away."
"You are so dazzling that I can't ignore you," said Winson with a smile