An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

"What are you two doing?!"

A sharp and extremely untimely voice boomed like a muffled thunderclap from the corner on the second floor.

It instantly shattered the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Upon hearing Katie's voice, Mrs. Hill, who was slumped in Lynn's arms, suddenly stiffened.

The effects of the alcohol instantly sobered me up considerably!

"what……"

Mrs. Hill, like a mother cat that had been electrocuted, quickly jumped away from Lynn's burning chest.

She frantically straightened her disheveled white knitted short-sleeved shirt, her voice clearly flustered:

"Katie... Mom just had a few glasses of red wine and suddenly feels a little dizzy..."

Even though it was she who took the initiative to seduce Lynn.

But she really didn't want to reveal her desperate desire to her daughter.

"Dizziness?"

Katie looked down at the two of them, her chest heaving with anger.

She glared fiercely at her mother, then turned her attention directly to Lynn.

"You damned, penniless tenant! I'm warning you, you'd better know your place!"

Katie roared like an enraged lion: "Don't think that just because you have a passable face, you can have designs on my mother!"

"My mother is a respectable woman; she would never like a skinny monkey like you who can't even afford to eat!"

Lynn's expression turned cold.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in them.

However, he didn't say anything more at the moment.

Tonight, it was Mrs. Hill who took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

But he did indeed gain a lot of benefits.

Considering Mrs. Hill waived the $1500, he decided to let it go for the time being.

at the same time.

Mrs. Hill was so embarrassed she wished she could dig a three-bedroom apartment out of her toes.

"I'm a little sleepy..."

She forced herself to say something, then quickly turned and fled into the bathroom on the ground floor.

boom!

The bathroom door was slammed shut.

Just two seconds later, the sound of rushing water came from inside.

For a moment, the spacious living room was deathly silent.

All that was left was Lynn and Katie staring at each other through the air.

"Oh."

Lynn shrugged indifferently and slowly put his hands into his pockets.

Under Katie's watchful gaze, which was as if she were guarding against a thief, he slowly went upstairs.

Just as he was about to pass by Katie.

"stop!"

Katie suddenly stepped forward, blocking Lynn's path.

She raised her chin and said coldly in an almost commanding tone, "I may not have expressed myself clearly just now, but I will repeat myself now."

"Stop bothering my mother and stay away from her! Otherwise, I won't hesitate to call the police and report you for sexual harassment!"

"No problem, Miss Katie."

Lynn stopped in her tracks, her voice extremely calm and even somewhat languid: "However, there's one thing I must correct you on: it seems like it's your mother who's been pestering me."

After saying that, Lynn didn't even bother to look at her again and went straight upstairs.

"Stop right there! What do you mean by that?!"

Katie blushed instantly, her originally fair cheeks turning bright red with embarrassment and anger.

Lynn ignored him and did not turn around.

"Explain yourself! You ill-mannered bastard! Don't you even know what manners are?!"

Katie chased after her, yelling and screaming, her voice growing increasingly shrill.

Lynn still showed no sign of turning back.

With his hands in his pockets and a calm expression, he was almost at the top of the attic in the blink of an eye.

This almost dismissive and indifferent attitude completely ignited Katie's anger.

Consumed by rage, Katie acted rashly and, without knowing what she was thinking, blurted out:

"Can't you understand human language?! You damned yellow-skinned monkey! Get out of America!!!"

The air froze instantly upon hearing this.

Lynn's right leg, which had been stepping upwards, abruptly stopped in mid-air.

He slowly withdrew his leg and turned around.

His previous nonchalant expression had vanished.

Instead, there was extreme coldness and violence.

Looking down at Katie from his high vantage point, his eyes flashed with a chilling light.

"Say it again?"

Lynn's voice wasn't loud, but it struck Katie like a thunderbolt.

There was no anger, no emotion, only extreme indifference.

She instinctively took half a step back, her back hitting the stair railing.

call--

He took a few deep breaths, as if remembering that this was his home.

Katie, steeling her neck, mustered her courage and repeated, "What? Did I say something wrong? You inferior yellow-skinned monkey! Get out of my place right now..."

Snapped!

A crisp slap rang out at the corner of the stairs!

The slap was so sudden that Katie didn't react at all.

Five red handprints appeared on her delicate and proud face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"ah!!!"

Katie let out a scream!

She reached out, trembling, to cover her left cheek, which was visibly swelling and turning red.

"You...you dare hit me?"

Katie slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief, her voice trembling violently with extreme shock: "You actually dared to... hit me in my own home?"

"Do you believe me or not...?"

Snapped!

Before she could even open her mouth, Lynn slapped her right cheek again with perfect accuracy.

That slap made both of her cheeks look symmetrical.

Lynn did not answer.

Instead, they expressed their attitude through the most direct actions.

Once or twice, but not a third time.

His patience has its limits; he's definitely not a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

He was already in a bad mood because Katie had just interrupted his good time.

Since Katie insisted on provoking him, he naturally wouldn't tolerate it.

"You...you're a madman! You're a demon!"

After being hit hard twice in a row, Katie's mental defenses finally collapsed completely.

The excruciating pain, mixed with an unprecedented sense of humiliation, caused tears to flow uncontrollably from his eyes.

Clutching his swollen cheek, he screamed at the top of his lungs like a madwoman throwing a tantrum:

"I'm going to tell my mother right now! I'll have her kick you out of the attic immediately! Make you a homeless person!"

"Yes! I'm also calling the police! They'll arrest you and send you to jail to pick up soap! You're dead!"

After saying that, she struggled to get up, shoved Lynn's shoulder aside, and rushed downstairs.

However, Lynn stood still, unmoved, in the face of this hysterical threat.

He calmly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

Lynn took a deep breath, shook his slightly numb right hand, and said indifferently:

"If you want to stay in this house any longer, I suggest you don't do that..."

"Miss Blue Angel."

boom!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck, hitting Katie squarely on the top of her head.

Katie froze on the spot.

She felt as if she had been frozen in place, and an extremely chilling sensation rushed up her tailbone to the back of her head.

Her blood was rushing to her head, her scalp was tingling, and large patches of goosebumps were rising inch by inch on her arms and calves.

Blue Angel!

Blue Angel!

That's her ID on OnlyFans!

She kept this secret very well, not even her closest best friend knew about it!

How did Lynn know that?!

In a fleeting moment, Katie's heart was filled with turmoil, and countless terrible thoughts swirled wildly in her mind.

Because of extreme fear and guilt, she didn't even notice.

Lynn had silently walked down the steps and appeared behind her without anyone noticing.

A sense of oppression, tinged with a faint smell of tobacco, enveloped her from behind.

"Katie~"

Lynn leaned down slightly, his warm breath brushing against the girl's sensitive earlobe, his voice like a devil's whisper:

"You don't want your mother to find out about your work as a borderline female anchor, do you?"