Yaella had a menacing look on her face as she stared at Jacob. She was thinking of ways to kill him, to avenge the death of her son.
She was, however, unambiguous about Jacob's strength. She knew she wouldn't be able to murder him. Suddenly, she ripped her clothes off and yanked the buttons off her neck, revealing the pristine fairness beneath.
He froze. This woman was insane! She was acting erratically! It was clear what she was up to. She was about to pull off her clothing and accuse him of molestation. After all, she was his aunt. He wouldn't be able to explain himself at that point.
She gave him a nasty gaze as she offered him a harsh smirk. She was prepared to go to any length. She'd have to bring him into disfavor even if she couldn't murder him! She wanted to smear his na
