Chapter 51 Nice Figure

Before Dr. Howell could reach out, Carl slapped his hand away in disdain.

"Get away from me. Other than Violet, no one else is allowed to touch it!" Carl was mad, but he suppressed his voice on purpose.

"Mr. Walker?" Dr. Howell had an expression of disbelief on his face. "Violet isn't a doctor. Have you decided to be infertile for the rest of your life?"

"I'll shave your head if you keep talking." Carl's voice was cold, and his expression was foul. "If I'm so weak that I can become infertile with just a kick, you can be the leader instead."

Carl thought, "If I hadn't reacted quickly and shielded myself with my hands, I would've been done for. Damn that Violet. How much does she hate me?"

Dr. Howell smiled, saying, "So, you were just pretending!"

Carl grabbed a pair of scissors. Dr. Howell hastily shut up, subconsciously touching his hair.

Carl's gaze was cold. Maverick, who was in Ausstan right now, had taught him the "pretend you're unable to get it up" trick.

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