Damian Sinclair looked at Bella Acker expressionlessly, and Bella Acker coldly glared back at him.
"Acker the Puppy…" Damian gritted his teeth, "You've spent five years abroad and instead of gaining weight, you've gained guts?"
"None of your business." Bella continued to struggle, "Mr. Sinclair, we're not close, please don't casually give me nicknames! Let me down!"
"You try moving again?" Damian threatened with a stern face.
Bella ignored his threat, continuing to struggle to break free from his hold.
"Smack!"
Bella suddenly widened her eyes, looking at him in disbelief.
Damian... Damian, this old rascal actually... actually smacked her butt!
There seemed to be a quick flicker of amusement in Damian's eyes, but it disappeared so fast that Bella didn't manage to catch it before it vanished without a trace.
"If you move again, I'll smack again." Damian said with a tense face.
Bella gritted her teeth, "Put me down!" She said and struggled again.
