"Ella, your techniques are really good, it's so comfortable..."
Mrs. Jefferson was lost in the pleasure he created on her skin, her eyes gently closed, murmuring, "You saw it just now, my son doesn't listen to me. If only he were as obedient as you... sigh..."
"..." Marco didn't respond, thinking to himself, obedient like Lude?
Isn't it because he fell into your trap?
Otherwise, how could he let you manipulate him!
"Actually, it's my fault. I didn't keep him with me since he was young. For the sake of my plan, I sent him to live with another woman, letting him stay with someone I hate for over ten years..."
Mrs. Jefferson looked full of guilt, shaking her head, regretting it, with a sigh of sorrow, "Sigh... the cycle of the world, the grudges and feuds of our previous generation aren't resolved, and another entanglement appeared. I'm really powerless..."
"..." Marco noted it silently in his heart, as if some mysteries were slowly being unraveled—
