After her voice fell, Noah Drexler's expression paused, and the coldness on his handsome face finally began to fade away.
Looking at the woman in his arms who was incredibly gentle and well-behaved at the moment, his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, instinctively wanting to hold her tightly in his embrace.
However, he still forcibly suppressed this impulse.
He had been too indulgent with her usually, which led to... this woman becoming increasingly unruly, disregarding his authority.
Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, and he spoke with a solemn voice, displeased, to the woman in his arms.
"Summer Shawcross, this trick won't work on me!"
Did she think that by obediently admitting a mistake, he would let her go?
The man's voice made Summer Shawcross pause inwardly, and after a moment, she sighed, raised her head to look at him, and said seriously.
"Alright... Whatever you want, I have no objection."
