C897 You Tricked Me

"What a nasty mouth you have."

Colson was probably provoked by Oliver's words. He left his desk and walked around to the sofa in the guest room. He leisurely sat down, and his eyes were filled with a sinister and terrifying smile. "What kind of place do you think I am? A market? Do you think you can come and go as you please?"

"You're thinking too much. I've never been to a market