Yvonne broke out of George's grasp and stepped back. Then, she shouted sternly, "Mr. Zimmerman, please calm down!"

But George didn't care. Instead, he sat on the couch and gestured at her to come over. "I know you're a martial artist, so I won't force myself on you. Let me put it this way.

"If you don't serve me well, what kind of outcome do you think you'll get based on my family's and my capability? Frankly, you're just a dog raised by someone else. Isn't it only a matter of seconds for her to abandon you when there are benefits to reap?"

Yvonne's face turned pale. It was because whatever George said was the truth. Even her life belonged to Xena. When needed, Xena could use her at any time. For example, didn't Xena arrange for her to sleep with Felix previously?

Right when Yvonne was feeling sad, the door opened, and Felix walked in.

"Yvonne, I've been looking for you. Come with me. I have something urgent to discuss with you."

With a frown, George looked at him. "Get out!"

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