"What did you say?" Natasha knitted her brows.

"Didn't you hear me? I said, take off your clothes!" Jayla repeated with her voice raised.

"Don't you go overboard!" Natasha's expression was cold. How could she possibly remove her clothes in public? That was extremely humiliating for her!

"So what if I do?" Jayla sneered. "I hold something over you right now, and you got no choice but to listen to me!"

This was the reason she sent Hector to jail—demeaning Natasha.

Jayla muttered inwardly, "This is the price to pay for refusing to get married into the Grant family!"

She needed to make Natasha suffer in order to vent her anger.

"Jayla, you'd better not overstep the line," Natasha said in a deep voice.

"Natasha, haven't you figured out what the current situation is?" Jayla laughed wildly. "You're in my territory. Whatever happens to you depends on me. Hurry up and take off your clothes!"

"Take off!"

"Take off!"

The masked guests began to shout in excitement, and most of them