Third Person's POV
She neither retreated nor showed any sign of discomfort.
Instead, she merely smiled gently and answered in a calm voice.
"Then you won't get your freedom. It is as simple as that."
Her smile remained elegant, and her posture remained graceful.
Yet there was a firmness behind her words that made it clear she was not joking.
"Didn't I already explain that earlier, young master? Then why are you asking the same question again?"
Her tone remained respectful and courteous, and anyone listening from the outside might even think she was speaking kindly, yet beneath that politeness was an unmistakable layer of coldness and arrogance.
The smile remained on her lips, but her eyes no longer carried warmth.
A similar chill had appeared within them, one not unlike the cold currently radiating from Ethan.
She had finally grown somewhat irritated.
From the beginning, Ethan's attitude had been arrogant and confrontational.
