Seven Murray took a deep breath and reminded through gritted teeth, "Young Master Scott, please behave yourself."
With just that one phrase, Young Master Scott, Christopher Scott was pulled back from his anger and realized he had lost his composure.
He didn't regret being rude to Seven, but he regretted letting her see that he couldn't let go of her.
Even though he cared about Seven, he wasn't willing to admit defeat in front of her cold demeanor. So he rolled his eyes at her, let go of her hand, turned around, and walked away without looking back.
Seven watched the man's retreating figure, rolled her eyes dramatically, and quickly stepped into the driver's seat, started the car, and drove off.
She knew that her indifferent attitude had hit Christopher's pride, but why should she be warm to him? She was no longer the Seven from seven years ago and wouldn't be his little follower again.
