"It's not indecision, I have my considerations, this is—"
"A grand chess game."
Softly finishing Lord Demon King's hesitant sentence, Sarah's fingers lingered on his collar, without pulling back.
She finally understood Theresa's amusement, finding it so entertaining to tease her master at harmless moments.
"Are you worried about Miss Mia Padric?"
"..."
Luo Yan remained silent.
He wanted to say that's not the case.
The truth was absurdly simple—he just didn't want to hear Erin passionately call out "Roxey Colin" in the most intimate and emotionally charged moments.
God knows he cast such a big chess game.
Initially, for convenience, he simply used his cheap old dad's name as an alias.
If it really came to that, with Erin whispering that name in his ear, he thought he might just wilt on the spot.
This is why he always had Erin call him Colin.
But how could he say this reason out loud?!
