Vanya's POV
"There are no cameras here, and it's noisy outside. No one will notice this small private room. You're afraid that our meeting will be known by Cliff or Edwin, so how dare you touch me here?"
I sat down on the sofa leisurely, picked up an apple, and took a bite.
Such places were not unfamiliar to me. Private rooms with an S-level of secrecy like this were usually where big shots conducted secret transactions.
The confidentiality was extremely high. Not only would no word leak, but not even a fly could escape unnoticed.
Looking at Wilmot, I said with a hint of disdain, "Wilmot, put away your childish ideas of threatening people. You can't scare me at all."
The k********g by Jasper last time was much more serious than this. Compared to that, Wilmot's little tricks were noth
