Unexpectedly, Skye Brown calmly shook her head, "No, there's no need. The Reddington family doesn't need to make a move. I can threaten the Wellington family myself."
"Mrs. Johnson, perhaps there was some ambiguity in our earlier conversation that led to your misunderstanding. Why don't I clarify: Mr. Wellington's illness hasn't been completely cured. He's indeed very 'capable' in bed—'particularly capable'—but the condition is that he's only 'capable' with me."
"In other words, in this world, probably only I, Skye Brown, can cure Mr. Wellington's 'condition.' With any other woman, Mr. Wellington is just a paper tiger. If you don't believe me, feel free to try; I guarantee you'll be disappointed."
Having said that, Skye Brown stood up and waved to Mrs. Johnson.
"Alright, Mrs. Johnson, I'm leaving now... I hope you won't bother me again after your experimentation."
This time, Skye Brown gave Mrs. Johnson no chance to persuade her to stay.
