Chapter 18

"Hey, want to see just how formidable I can be?" The man stared at Eliza, his eyes carrying a playful smirk. This woman loved to get angry, often stretching her face into a long frown. He deliberately leaned closer to her face, licked his lips, and without even trying, sported a certain roguish charm. However, before he could fully laugh, Eliza suddenly made a move. She grabbed his collar roughly and pulled him to the door. "Get out." Eliza's voice was strange and rigid. Without her hearing aid, she couldn't control her own voice pitch well. The man stumbled back a few steps, still managing to keep his balance. He looked at Eliza with surprise; how could she possess such strength? "You dare to lay a hand on me." He violently reached out, aiming for her throat. Eliza couldn’t be bothered to pay him any attention. She swatted his hand away, opened the door, and pointed outside, turning her head to one side. "Women with no sense of humor are not at all interesting. To be serious, I came t