Chapter 42 Yes, I’m Nasty

• “Are you familiar with these?” Harry picked up a pair of handcuffs with his fingertips and dangled it in front of her. His body exuded a condescending air, and Chloe couldn’t help but gulp.
• “What are you thinking, Harry?! I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hit you the other time, but it was your fault, wasn’t it? You can’t do this to me!”
• Chloe clarified hastily to explain herself, but Harry didn’t seem fazed at all. He continued looking at her with a cold, unsympathetic smile.