Aldana Candi lowered her head, "Mr. Green said he's getting ready to send Norris back..."
Steven Balance glanced at her, his voice calm and detached, "Don't concern yourself with other people's affairs. You just need to stay here quietly."
"..." Aldana Candi tightened her grip, a flicker of struggle crossed her face, and she couldn't help but ask, "Steven Balance, do you hate me?"
Steven Balance's fingers, holding the wine glass, involuntarily trembled at her question. He lowered his eyes and slowly curved his lips into a charming, faint smile, leisurely retorting, "Otherwise? What do you think it's for?"
Aldana Candi wanted to say, what right do you have to hate me?
Steven Balance looked at her expression, seemingly aware of what she wanted to say. He leaned forward, walked up to Aldana Candi, and looked down at her with a smile.
