"Hahaha." Davis laughed amusedly upon hearing her curse him.
She continued to glare at him even as he stared back at her.
He couldn't help but say, "The Esvele I knew back then was tame and would be crying into a sobbing mess if she were to be in this situation. The Esvele I knew until earlier was cold and without emotions, but you- aren't you too bold to be daring to speak to me like this and even curse? It seems like you have changed again, but even if you want me to behead you as you provoke me into a fit of anger, you need to try harder. Why don't you try cussing Shirley? Call her what you called yourself, and I promise I'll grant your wish."
"…"
Esvele's lips quivered as she gritted her teeth. She glared at Davis, her crimson eyes turning moist.
She glared at Davis hatefully as she was pushed to the brink of tearing up, but in the end, she was unable to curse Shirley. She closed her eyes, crying her heart out silently.
