"Haha, your threat doesn't work on me." Jacob smiled slightly. He pulled his right hand, and a very thin strip of wire made of steel alloy appeared from the box. If anyone was caught off guard and was strangled with it, ordinary people would not be able to bear it.
"But I'm very curious about your identity. I feel more and more that your identity is very strange." Jacob stared at her and continued, "A weak woman actually has such a thing in her hands. I even suspect that you deliberately let Louis drug you some time ago."
"Give it back to me." Rochelle took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
Jacob threw the things in her hand back to her. He said lightly, "I can't control what you do, but you can't touch Naomi."
"I didn't intend to do anything to her. I'm just protecting her." Rochelle's expression was a little ugly. She stared at Jacob and said, "Chafles, I appreciated you very much, but don't let my good impression of you disappear without a trace."