Ava subconsciously wanted to kneel down on the ground. This was her habitual action when Marcus talked to her.
But considering that the skirt she was wearing was a treasure that Betty cherished very much, her knees, which had been bent, straightened up again.
"It's just a sound transmission, it shouldn't matter." Ava looked at the jade bracelet that was constantly glowing on her wrist and couldn't help but exhale deeply.
Ava once heard a story about a baby elephant who was tied to a wooden stick since he was a child. Even if he grew up to have far more strength than before, he could not break free from the shackles of the wooden stick when he was a child.
Ava felt like the little elephant in the story, and her master Marcus was like the wooden stick used to tie her down.
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