Chapter 163 Tell Me Who Franklin Is

Arthur's deep voice echoed in the locker room, and he seemed to have his tongue in his cheek. Grapes? Jocelyn pondered for a moment and frowned. "You mean wine? Wine doesn't taste like that, does it?" She hadn't noticed Arthur's gloomy face in the mirror behind her. If she could see his look, she would surely know that he was about to burst into anger immediately. "Come here." "Huh?" Jocelyn was stunned, "What's wrong?" "Change it again." "Don't you like this one, huh?" "No." "Then I'll...