Chapter 232: You Have Eight Hundred Tricks Up Your Sleeve_1
Carson Flores didn’t show Camille Rhodes any respect and wasn’t afraid of the threats implicit in her words.
He clearly understood that once he showed weakness, Camille would pounce on his vulnerable spots and use that to threaten him.
No chances for her!
Take your shots, throw your fits.
Camille looked at the unperturbed Carson, "What’s your background, and who taught you all this martial skills?"
Carson answered with a calm demeanor, "That doesn’t seem to be any of your business."
Camille gritted her teeth, "Do you really need to be so deeply wary of me?"
Carson appeared as if it were only to be expected, "Is it abnormal for me to be cautious around someone who could badmouth me to my wife at any moment, ruining my image? You are so cunning; even if we were to roll in the sheets together, I’d have to check first for any hidden cameras."
Camille was speechless, unable to figure out what to do with Carson for the time being.
She couldn’t outtalk him nor outfight him, which was a bit infuriating.
The car drove directly into a rather secluded building. Carson looked around, "Where is this?"