The car stopped about a meter from Bella Woods.
The door opened, and a man's leather shoes stepped onto the ground. His muscular, long legs were wrapped in black suit pants. He opened a black umbrella and walked step by step toward Bella Woods.
As the man approached, he lifted the black umbrella, revealing a sharply defined face.
He stood in front of Bella Woods, raised the black umbrella high, and just looked at her.
Bella Woods did not make a sound, raised her head to look at the man, her eyes slightly red, not speaking, but her gaze was particularly like an abandoned, homeless, aggrieved little puppy.
"Third Young Master." She called softly.
"Hmm, I'm back," Ashton Marshall replied with certainty.
Bella Woods pouted, large tears falling: "I did something really bad today."
"What did you do?" Ashton Marshall asked.
