He held out the tent, carefully offering it to Stella Sterling.
His entire body trembled, as if he might collapse at any moment. His face was completely drained of color, and the fear in his eyes practically spilled from his pupils.
He watched Stella Sterling cautiously, terrified she wouldn't accept the tent. He didn't even have the courage to turn his head and run.
Stella Sterling said nothing and took the tent.
Seeing this, the man let out a sigh of relief. But he didn't dare turn and flee, instead waiting for Stella Sterling to speak.
If she wanted to kill him, there was no way he could escape.
Stella Sterling, however, paid him no mind and simply turned and walked away. The man, having escaped with his life, breathed another sigh of relief. The moment Stella Sterling turned her back, he scrambled away in the opposite direction.
He put as much distance between himself and Stella Sterling as he could. She was a dangerous individual; getting too close was a death wish.
