Zoe Lewis turned and saw Ryker slightly furrowing his brows, staring at her finger.
She burst into laughter. She had touched so many expensive jewels and antiques, none of which he cared about, but the moment she touched his coal, he couldn't help but speak up.
"What if I move it? What would you do?"
"I'll chop off your hand."
"Oh, I'm so scared."
Zoe said as she deliberately stroked the coal, then put her hand in front of Ryker: "Here, chop away!"
Ryker looked at her blackened hand, feeling a throbbing pain in his forehead!
Why is she so disobedient!
She knew for sure that he wouldn't really chop her hand, so she did it to provoke him!
But what could he do?
Scold her?
If he scolds her into crying, he'd have to comfort her!
Hit her?
Not likely, because even before he got to her his own mom would rush over and give him a beating.
