"Young Master Yale, what are you talking about? I don't understand at all," Amelia took a step back, feigning innocence as she shook her head.
"I saw the news you mentioned, but what does it have to do with me? Did Emma say it was me? She has a grudge against me and is biased. You mustn't believe her; she's just afraid I'll steal you away!"
"Just you?" Harrison's eyes deepened as he looked at Amelia, who was stubborn like a dead duck, his eyes full of mockery.
He raised his hand and glanced at his wrist watch, deciding not to waste words with Amelia and headed straight to the apartment outside school.
Getting ready to catch a little fox who hadn't had lunch and was planning to go back to sleep.
When he returned to the apartment, he found no one there.
Where did she run off to?
Is she avoiding him so much that she won't come home just to skip a meal?
Harrison's facial expression turned dark all of a sudden.
