Emma Aiden heard his words, and suddenly lifted her head, looking at him in disbelief.
It took a while before she snapped back to reality and slapped her forehead.
"How could I not think of that, Yasmin has been coming to me whenever she has something lately, she could have just gone to Louis Mendez without overthinking."
"So, are you now feeling secure enough to go eat with me?" Harrison Yale's eyes flickered, and a thoughtful expression swept across his eyes.
His interactions with Yasmin Vernon were limited, but in his eyes, Yasmin, though gentle, was not entirely without a mind of her own. Yet this time, she seemed very dependent on Emma Aiden.
Is it because she was really traumatized and lost her composure, or is there another reason?
"What are you thinking about, why did you suddenly stop talking?" Emma Aiden tilted her head in his arms, looking curiously at Harrison Yale in front of her.
