Chapter 15

Their eyes met.

The atmosphere turned cold as both of their faces showed clear disdain for each other.

Cynthia, wearing slippers, headed upstairs without any intention of engaging in conversation. For the first time, she exuded such a cold aura.

“Stop,” Joshua said, addressing her retreating figure.

Cynthia acted as if she had not heard him and kept walking.

front of her at the bottom of the stairs, looking down at

“Fine,” Cynthia agreed.

toward the couch, and

and said nothing. She poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and then sat down on the sofa with the glass. “Go ahead.

Mitchell?” Joshua stared at her

confidently,

meet?”

to answer, “When we

come up with a proper lie. ” Given Mitchell’s background, there’s no

respond, feeling like

inappropriate thoughts about him. He’s not as

just friends, and we have no intention of taking things further. Don’t impose your assumptions on me. That’s the basic respect

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