After watching Daisy leave, Ethan Pond finally pulled out the phone that had been buzzing incessantly from his pocket.
A hurried voice came through the phone: "Master Pond, I just received a message, you..."
"It's nothing." Ethan Pond replied flatly, cutting the person off before they could finish and hanging up the phone.
"Who would've thought that the little brat who used to be so timid is now so cocky." Zoe Hilker produced a strawberry-flavored lollipop from nowhere and spoke with it in her mouth, unclear, "Did you see that face, Ethan Pond? If it didn't look exactly the same, I'd suspect he's been taken over by someone."
"Enough." Ethan Pond's handsome brow furrowed as he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, placed it between his lips, and lit it with a lighter. He took a drag. The cigarette was a bit soft, making the smoke more choking. Ethan Pond said blandly, "Not everyone would take seventeen stabs for her. Could you?"
Zoe Hilker bit her candy and fell silent.
