Chapter 65. Lance's Insisting

The scene was turning into a Shura battle.

Unaware of the tension, Benedict casually said, "Log, you don't know, but Lance has secretly been in love with Miss Greene for ages. He finally got a chance to confess."

Alaric took his glass and idly ran his fingers along the rim. The cold shine of the stainless steel cup reflected the chill in his eyes.

"Secret love—such beautiful words."

Lance boldly repeated, "Miss Greene, I've liked you for a long time. Can we go on a date?"

Emerald wiped a bit of water from her lips, her face still flushed from coughing. Her pale neck, ears, and cheeks glowed red, making her look younger, like a high schooler experiencing a first crush. Her charm was undeniable.

Alaric remained silent, playing with his cup, but Emerald could feel his anger.

Even though Alaric always appeared calm, Emerald knew when he was angry—and right now, his anger was obvious.

With a mix of anxiety, Emerald smiled and licked her lip