Blair’s face was originally leaning against the man’s chest, and his hands were also unconsciously holding his waist. He lifted his head from the man’s arms when he heard the words, but before he could speak, he was pressed back again.
Nolan’s indifferent eyes swept across his body, and his tone was calm. “Come in line and bow. Even if things are over tonight, you decide whether it is big or small.”
The woman who spoke at first couldn’t help but ask, “If we don’t… will you be able to… will we not be allowed to leave?”
He touched the woman’s hair with well-knotted fingers, as if to smooth the hair of a pet, gentle and indifferent, “If you think you can afford it, you can go. No one will stop.”
The most whispered in the hall is just wondering who this man is.
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