Michal's scalp tingled, his heart filled with panic as he felt the urge to kneel and clutch Alexander's strong thigh.
“Young Master Reynolds, I—I can’t escape this, the Jake family won’t let me go. If they really come for me, I’ll never be able to run away.”
Michal's face was full of grievance, tears welling up in his eyes, ready to spill over at any moment.
“Not taking your life is already showing mercy, don’t test my limits. Get lost now.”
Alexander didn’t pay any more attention to Michal, focusing only on Michal's previous actions. The fact that Alexander hadn’t killed him was already a form of mercy for him.
Michal, now knowing that he had managed to cling to Alexander’s thigh, could only sigh helplessly, thinking that he should pack up and run abroad to find a quiet place to live
