"You've always known I've only seen you as a sister, so why do you have to force me to love you?" said Michael Lucas who looked at Yvonne Taylor and laughed coldly.
"You drugged me back in the years, and I was fated to meet with Wendy. In the end, that was why I married Wendy. You clearly knew that what I felt for you wasn't love, so you took the step of drugging me. Yvonne, eight long years ago, you were already extreme in your means. But at that time, I was still able to accept you, just because I still valued Harold. Now that you've become what you are today, it's all because of yourself, you can't blame anyone else!"
"So? How do you intend to deal with me?" Yvonne was still smiling as she raised her head to look at Michael and asked, "You're going to kill me?"
"I'll deal with you like how you've treated Wendy," Michael said mercilessly.
Yvonne knew that Michael was serious, and she did not want to die yet.
