Nia Mitchell stood at the doorway, her lips twitching. How on earth did Yancy Hastings get into the girls' dormitory? It was unbelievable.
After hesitating for a long time, she knocked on the door and went in.
Fiona Sutton froze when she saw Nia, her eyebrows knitting in obvious discomfort at her witnessing this scene.
"You guys...erm... seem to be in a leisurely mood?" What the hell was going on with this discussion about being responsible or not responsible?
"Get out!" Yancy Hastings frowned, displeased to see Nia there. It was bad enough that she hadn't helped him; now, she was just getting in the way. So annoying!
Yancy Hastings was still clad in his camouflage military uniform, which made him look especially spirited. Beneath his bronzed skin was unyielding courage.
"You..." Nia got choked up. She did not expect Yancy Hastings to be so rude.
"I came to see Fiona."
