C693 This Ring Is Not Allowed to be Removed Without My Permission

Eliza Gibson leaned back, her waist stiff.

"Mr. Ford …"

Jerry Ford whispered in her ear, "You really should be afraid of me."

Eliza Gibson turned to look at him with a puzzled expression. What kind of theory was this?

Jerry Ford also looked at her.

The two of them happened to be face to face. Their lips, at this moment, were less than five centimeters apart