"You want some crayfish-flavored chips too?"
Amelia Lockhart looked at them reluctantly.
This was her favorite flavor, and the one she always finished the fastest. It was the last bag, and she had 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. He then glanced down at the chips in his hand, catching only a spicy scent.
He had only wanted to distract her, grabbing whatever was in her hands on impulse.
He didn't like food with such a strong smell, but he couldn't explain his actions, so he just gave a quiet "mm."
Amelia Lockhart didn't dare say more, just cast another longing glance at the crayfish chips in his hand.
"You think Samuel Shaw has a good body?" Ethan Quinn suddenly asked.
