"I'm going to change clothes, and you..." Bella Green looked around, then pointed to a small stool not far away and continued.
"You sit there and wait for me a bit."
Looking at that small stool, Mason Bennett's face instantly darkened.
"Ahem, that's my stool, make do with it for now." Bella Green blushed slightly, and after speaking, she hugged her clothes and entered the fitting room.
Mason Bennett walked over to the small stool, his brows slightly furrowed, and then he sat on a recliner nearby.
He had just sat down when a luxurious and seductive voice slowly sounded.
"That's my spot."
Mason Bennett turned his head and saw a man dressed in black ancient costume, draped in a red cloak, looking at him with a smirk.
The man was very handsome, but he had an uncomfortable, cold aura about him.
Mason Bennett raised an eyebrow, glanced at the chair beneath him, and then looked at the small stool very close to this recliner, his eyes darkening.
