This man, she absolutely could not go back with him!
But despite Avery Miller's strong reluctance, whether she could leave or not was completely out of her hands.
When the old woman questioned him, Mark's pupils suddenly darkened, "This is none of your business. Give her to me, or I'll be forced to get rough!"
His words were heavy, as if she was something he must obtain at any cost.
The men behind him stepped forward, each one looking fierce, ready to fight at any moment.
How could they treat a defenseless old woman like this?
Avery Miller couldn't stand it anymore, but she was like a fish on a chopping block, powerless to stop them.
The old woman suddenly laughed, her eyes showing no fear, "Haha, you've really grown up!"
Avery was taken aback by the fearless laughter. Something flashed through her mind, but when she tried to grasp it, it slipped away.