Rachel clenched her fists tightly and said with a determined face, "No, Dad, someone wants me. The eldest son of the Turner family in the UK, Gerald Turner, has the same purpose as mine, and he is right outside the door now. This time I won't go easy on Jordy and Gloria!"
When Rachel mentioned those two people, her eyes flashed with cruelty.
Cohen narrowed his eyes, "Rachel, you are already notorious. Since he’s the son of the Turner family of the UK, how could he want you?"
Cohen didn't believe it.
The more powerful a family a man was from, the less likely he would want a notorious girl. He would generally want a girl from a well-matched family.
No, no matter what family a man was from, he would want an innocent girl.
"Dad, he came back with me this time, and he's outside the door." Knowing that her father didn't believe it, Rachel stood up, turned her head, and shouted outside the door, "Gerald, come in."