"Hmm." Chad Yakov responded indifferently, but didn't move.
"Chad Yakov, I need to change clothes." Victoria Gibson raised her voice and repeated.
Did he not understand her meaning? Standing there watching, she honestly had no courage to change clothes...
After shouting, Victoria Gibson worried that Chad Yakov might still not understand, but saw him finally move.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she realized he wasn't leaving the Room, but walking toward her.
"What are you, what do you want to do? If you dare to do anything reckless, I'll call out..." Victoria Gibson threw her Clothes aside, protecting her Chest with both hands, trying to move back.
Just as she took a step, her strained foot suddenly throbbed with pain.
She gasped, her body stopped.
About to say something, Chad Yakov already wrapped an arm around her Waist, pulling her to him.
He reached out and started taking off her Clothes...
