Franco's attitude toward Andrew did a complete change. In any other situation, if Andrew told him to bark, Franco probably would not even hesitate.

Instead of rewarding his sudden enthusiasm, Andrew snapped the crystal box shut with a crisp click.

The sweet fragrance in the air vanished instantly.

He said coldly, "Sorry, but this is mine. And you, Mr. McClure… mind telling me who the hell you think you are?"

The blatant insult made Franco's face flush red with rage. "You little…"

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