"You want some of the spicy crayfish chips too?"
Amelia Lockhart's eyes were filled with reluctance.
This was her favorite flavor, and she always ate them the fastest. It was the last bag, and she had only just taken a single bite!
And it had been snatched away!
Ethan Quinn hadn't expected Amelia Lockhart to say that. The coldness in his eyes gradually faded as he glanced down at the bag of chips in his hand, catching a whiff of the spicy scent.
He had only wanted to distract her, so he'd impulsively grabbed what was in her hand.
He didn't like foods with such strong smells, but he couldn't explain his own actions. In the end, he just gave a quiet "mm."
Amelia didn't dare say more, just cast another reluctant glance at the spicy crayfish chips in his hand.
"You think Samuel Shaw has a good physique?" Ethan Quinn suddenly asked.
