"A woman?" Count Onis found this simply ridiculous. There's a woman on this island? And she dares to cause a stir? Hasn't she heard of Count Onis's reputation?
Count Onis became interested and put on his coat to go out.
She was a woman with an Eastern face, dressed in a snug-fitting blue suit, with her long hair tied up in a high ponytail. She looked spirited and compelling, exuding an air of courage.
Her pitch-black eyes seemed to leap with flames; on seeing him come out, they shot towards him immediately.
"You old fool, hand over Summer Anderson at once, or I'll blow your brains out."
Count Onis was even more interested, "I love this woman. What a great day it is today. Make sure none of you hurt her."
Count Onis's guards were quite helpless but had to comply.
After all, it was their lord's command.
Loretta had never seen such a shameless old man. She spat at him fiercely, "Keep dreaming."