Chapter 116

On the other hand, Marisa looked up and saw the person who walked in and a smile appeared on her face, "You're here." She put down the glass of wine she was holding and stood up to walk towards the visitor. "What exactly do you want?" The man's voice, however, was cold and icy, as if he wanted to freeze her. "Alex , is that how you hate me now?" Marisa didn't care how Alex Brown spoke to her, and leaned forward slightly, almost leaning on him, while she pressed the button in her hand. The smell of alcohol from her body filled Alex Brown' nostrils, making him frown. Marisa sensed his rejection, a flash of hate passed through her eyes for a moment, then returned to normal. She reached out to take Alex Brown' arm, but he dodged it. "Hahahaha, Alex Brown, your soul is really hooked by that bitch Emma Rosy now." Marisa's face was full of sarcasm as she turned around and walked towards the sofa. "Where's the stuff?" Alex Brown, however, didn't care what she said, just frowned tightly and tri