Caleb Summers's gaze fell on Anne Sutton. He looked at her and said, "You're not going to say something you shouldn't in front of my parents, are you?"
He remembered how much Anne Sutton had come to despise him lately.
If she suddenly decided to get revenge, wouldn't he be in a miserable spot?
'I have to be on guard!'
Anne Sutton said, "I wasn't thinking about it, but now that you mention it, I'm actually tempted..."
"Anne, I was wrong!" Caleb Summers said. "There's no need for that! No need at all! We can solve our own problems. It's just about Charles Prescott, right? I won't give him a hard time anymore, okay?"
"You're still talking?" Anne Sutton looked at Caleb Summers. "Are you looking for a death wish?"
'If he wants to die, fine!'
'But why does he have to drag me down with him?'
'Does he think I'm annoyed with him just because he humiliated Charles Prescott?'
'It's obviously because he keeps stirring up trouble!'
Caleb Summers quickly shut his mouth.
