Chapter 70 Domestic Shopping

With his wide eyes, he gapes at her in fear.

"Yes, this little girl is Wolf's wife. Little girl, you say? It's Amelia Wright in case you need my name. Of course, that is if you survive later" she scoffs while showing him her face.

"You won't be calling me a girl and worst a kid if you had a taste of the sharpness of my blade" she continues to whisper with a clenched jaw.

Watching the fear in his eyes immensely appeased her.

"But I'm a sweet girl and I cannot be involved with grown-up stuff, right? What did you say earlier? I should go back to playing with my dolls. Well, bad news, I don't have dolls. Never played one before" she mockingly smiles.

"I played with blades and guns. But I can't use it here, too many eyes" she winks as she continues to whisper near his ear.

"Well, I won't stay long. A sweet girl like me should not be here on the street. Too dangerous" winking again, she smiles while adjusting her hoodie.

"And someone is dying to meet you. Good luck though. He was so bu