"Mr. Mercer, there is no need for you to take it personally."
"Hehe, you sure know how to shift the blame."
"I'm not someone who stirs up trouble, I just instinctively protect myself. If I don't shift the blame, who knows what kind of accusation Mr. Mercer might pin on me next time? I'm just a helpless orphan; I can't bear that kind of burden."
"An orphan wouldn't be as sharp-tongued as you, never suffering a single loss."
Lorraine no longer intended to continue arguing, it was very boring.
So, she simply reached out her hand and turned off the lights...
The bedroom instantly became pitch black.
"Who said you could turn off the lights?" Dawson was somewhat annoyed.
"If you think it's too bright, you can go to the study."
"This is my bedroom, Lorraine," Dawson sneered.
"Half of it
