Aurora Blaine looked at the man beside her.
Hmm?
What did he do?
Isabelle Blaine and Florence Wallace were brazen in front of Aurora Blaine, saying whatever they liked, but now they didn't dare utter half a word in front of Maverick Knight.
An invisible pressure made them feel as though they couldn't lift their heads.
Maverick Knight's voice was like ice, "The one to beg isn't me."
Six words, and Devon Blaine understood.
He hurriedly looked at Aurora Blaine, "Autumn, we were wrong in the past. I promise I won't do anything again. For the sake of all these years, please get the third master to stop, or we'll really end up sleeping on the streets. I can give you Blaine's shares!"
Sleeping on the streets?
Aurora Blaine more or less got it.
Her expression didn't waver, "I will get your shares sooner or later."
Devon Blaine's heart tightened. Was she refusing to forgive them no matter what?
