Under Sandra's serious gaze, a glimmer of light flashed in Jefferson's eyes.

She really looked like that person.

His tone became much gentler.

"Little girl, I'm not as free as you think."

Sandra frowned, "Don't call me little girl."

Before going out, she was called Ms. Hill or Mrs. Cooper, which she thought was pretty cool.

Now she felt like she was being scolded by her master.

She was not happy.

Jefferson smiled.

"Your ...