Chapter 395

Heather was feeling a little powerless.

Tyrone wanted her to act jealous? So that it could satisfy his ego as a man?

Heather turned away and her tone turned soft as she said, "I won't deliver her to your bed, of course. But if you really do like her, I'll leave."

She was not generous to the point she could deliver another woman to him.

Tyrone let out a mocking laugh. "So, you really don't care?"

There was no jealousy or regret in her eyes. He was really someone she could just give to someone.

Just what was she treating him as?

"Fine, Heather."

"That's completely fine." Tyrone was almost forcing his voice out as he gritted his teeth.

Seeing that they had reached this point, Heather's eyes narrowed as she turned to look at Cynthia not that far away and said, "Cynthia, can you prepare the guest room next to Greg…"

Tyrone was completely enraged as he grabbed Heather by the neck.

Heather, who couldn't finish what she said, frowned in pain. "Let go…"

"I thought you wa