The smile was a bit mischievous.
Seeing Angela Summer chatting over, Aldana Candi glared at Philip Shaw with hatred, then feeling unsatisfied, kicked him right in front of Angela Summer before storming off angrily.
Angela Summer watched her actions, her eyelids twitching uncontrollably. Although she mostly suspected that Philip Shaw was being cheeky and provoked Aldana, watching Aldana punch and kick Philip right in front of her was still a bit overwhelming.
Taking a deep breath, Angela Summer walked over and looked at Philip Shaw sitting on the ground. His white hair fluffed over his forehead, making him look quite innocent and pitiful, like a poor little thing subjected to domestic violence.
"Master, are you okay?" Angela Summer bent down and reached out her hand to him.
The smile in Philip Shaw's eyes hadn't faded, making his gentle and elegant face look radiant. Genuine happiness is always more infectious than any façade.
