But it was useless.
Caden Lockwood seemed as if he hadn't heard what Evelyn Morgan said, his face remained cold and handsome, and his gaze was chilling as he looked up at the sky.
Her lips twitched awkwardly, and Evelyn finally resigned herself to fate. The current atmosphere was so cold and oppressive; despite the sweltering weather, thanks to him, she was practically freezing!
With a shift in her gaze, she fired off several questions: "Uncle, thank you for saving me! But how did you know I was there? Is that a place where you sell yourself? Did you just happen to pass by and see me?"
Only then did he glance at her, his deep, resonant voice carrying a faint indifference: "I came to collect the service fee."
Her breath hitched, and she had the urge to punch him right then and there.
She took out two yuan from her bag, handed it to him, and angrily said, "Here! Take it! Bye-bye!"
