Mrs. Felton
Valentina's complexion turned a tad unnatural after being publicly exposed.
However, she quickly regained her composure and pretended to not hear a thing, her face expressionless as she changed the subject, "Where is Fidel?"
She wanted to divert everyone's attention from the voice of the robot.
Grey said, "He's locked up."
Valentina said, "Set him free."
"Baby, why do you care about his well-being? Who is that guy anyway? Why does he call you Mrs. Felton?"
Grey, being overly possessive, didn't care how he looked as he made a scene out of jealousy.
William's eyes brightened, "Mrs. Felton?"
Grey shouted angrily at him, "Shut up!"
William ignored Grey and just smiled at Valentina.
Keeping her composure, Valentina said, "I think my needles are with him."
The robot said with William's voice, "Sweetheart, the needles are here." It pulled out a needle bag from its stomach and presented them to Valentina like a treasure.
Hearing its address again, Grey was beyond his limit. He ordered his unde
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