When Caden Lockwood unexpectedly blurted out that sentence, Evelyn Morgan glanced at the needle in her hand, trying hard to resist the urge to stab him, pulled out the two yuan she had prepared from her bag, and handed it to him with a very unwilling expression.
"A piece of advice for you." He bent down, suddenly aiming at her face, so close that they could almost feel each other's breath, "Don't think of murdering someone over a mere tens of thousands debt, you're still young."
Saying that, he flicked her little nose, took the two yuan from her hand, and left, leaving behind a satisfied chuckle lingering in her ears.
"By the way." As he walked to the door, he stopped, glanced back at her stunned, pretty face, "The name 'Erin Morgan' suits you better."
Evelyn Morgan was completely petrified, her lips awkwardly curled as she slowly relaxed, cell by cell.
For a moment when they made eye contact, she thought he was going to... kiss her?
How embarrassing!
