"That's not what I meant."
Wyatt Perry couldn't win an argument against Claudia Ross—when she opened her mouth, she could shut him right up.
He stared at her deeply, then grabbed her wrist in one move.
Before Claudia could react, there was a "click"—and a handcuff had appeared on her wrist.
One side of the handcuff was locked on Claudia, the other side was on Wyatt Perry.
Claudia stared dumbfounded at the handcuff on her wrist.
"What are you doing? Give me the key, let me go!" Claudia was furious, jumping up and rummaging through Wyatt's pockets for the key.
Now that Claudia was cuffed, she couldn't get away even if she grew wings. Wyatt finally felt at ease.
He drawled, "On the way here, I already threw the key into the river."
"You... You're crazy..." Claudia's face turned pale, glaring fiercely at Wyatt Perry.
Wyatt smiled, calm as ever, "Yeah, I'm crazy. When I lose it, even I get scared. So you'd better not defy me, or the consequences will be serious."
