Chapter 26: Tools for Playing

Cassie Jensen froze, the hairs all over her body bristling almost instantly. "Who the fuck are you? If you dare to meddle in my business, you're looking for death—ah—" the arrogant man stopped abruptly, replaced by a scream of pain. "It's Archer Bailey, why is he here?" There were familiar people around, who recognized the identity of the comer. Archer Bailey kicked the wretched man away and approached Cassie Jensen, his eyes wandered unscrupulously over her bare skin, narrowing his eyes dangerously. Cassie Jensen turned pale with fright, and kept backing away. Suddenly, her back felt cold and she pressed against the wall. Archer Bailey pinched her chin, forcing her to look up, with a cold tone: "Who allowed you to dress like this?" Cassie Jensen's eyes were red, and her thin body kept trembling, "Mr. Bailey is happy to see me become like this." "Are you blaming me?" Archer Bailey narrowed his ey