Tariq Lane felt that he should be happy, after all, this was his opportunity.
But at this moment, he didn't know how to respond.
"If I don't have the chance to marry Edward Anderson in this life, I still want to live under his nose for the rest of my life, becoming a thorn in his side that he can never get rid of."
"You mean, to marry me?" Tariq Lane felt that Kallie was a truly ruthless woman.
"Wrong, I want to be your kept mistress, on equal footing with Cecelia Anderson. I want Edward Anderson to have no choice but to acknowledge me." Kallie stared at Tariq Lane: "I also have you as my trump card. Tariq Lane, you will always love me, right?"
Tariq Lane raised an eyebrow: "You, a woman, can be very malicious at times."
And yet she wears the face of an angel.
Actually, he had also seen her gentle and kind side, but that was a long, long time ago.
Perhaps he wouldn't see that side of Miss Scott again in this lifetime.