After spending two minutes clearing her head, Nora Scott went to grab her phone from the bed, intending to check the time, but seeing thousands of notifications popping up from her still-open Weibo, she froze momentarily.
Was she sleepwalking?
Feeling that something was wrong, she opened Weibo, saw the latest post, and quickly accessed the software she had just used...
Five minutes later, Nora Scott walked out of her bedroom.
Her gaze swept across the room and suddenly landed on the culprit, Pedro Langley, sitting comfortably on the sofa, peeling an apple with ease.
The TV opposite was on, playing an agricultural show, teaching viewers how to plant scientifically.
"Awake?"
Pleasantly unfazed, Pedro Langley glanced at her with no guilt whatsoever.
Nora Scott narrowed her eyes and strode over, leaning behind the sofa, lowering her voice threateningly, "Did you mess with my phone?"
