Malcom Owens' hands clenched tightly, then gradually relaxed.
For a long time, he suddenly took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, a layer of smile that was close to mockery yet relief appeared on his face.
"Back then, you said you wanted to be the center of attention, to be the most beautiful woman. I willingly learned styling for you, accompanied you to the Miss Hong Kong pageant, I turned you into the School Beauty bit by bit, and I helped you win the Miss Hong Kong Champion. Yet you say it was Odin Clark who never left you?"
"With your current fame, so many people are watching you, waiting to see your jokes. Do you think being with me would turn you into a joke in their eyes, is that right?"
Kendall Johnson looked somewhat unpleasant, biting her lip, finally only said, "...Sorry."
Malcom Owens couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, "Fine, I understand."
He sighed deeply, with overflowing sarcasm from his throat.
