Chapter 215 His Masterpiece

After a pause, he nodded.

"Did you have a conflict with him?"

Farrar smiled sarcastically, "You've been talking about 'him' all the time. Who the hell is he? There must be a name, right? Even if he could not get his name on a household registration, there must be a name others know, right?"

Then he suddenly leaned over the table and looked at her, "Let me guess his name, Donny? Doggy? Big Bull? Tiger?"

Seeing him acting like a spoiled child, Myra pressed her lips and didn't say anything. She leaned back in the chair and looked at him with a heavy face.

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Compared with him, Farrar was indeed a little weaker.

But if they had a conflict and Farrar was like this, would Kian also be injured? She didn't notice it last night.

"Who started it?" she asked.

Farrar curled his lips, put down his sleeves, zipped up, and said nothing.

"I'm asking you!"

"I... I stopped him from entering your house!"

"Why?"

Farrar bit his lips and stared at Myra, "Because you look so attractive when you are drunk. I'm jealous! I mind the fact that he could enter and be alone with you! I care! I don't want him to touch you, okay?"