David paused awkwardly between his words and looked back at the person who dared to spit out those words.
Jeneilia stood behind David holding her floral gown as she walked over to them timidly. She had overhearded their conversation and couldn't restrain herself from stopping his madness on Lilianah. In a moment, David's expression turned downcast as he kept glaring at the woman deeply. The assistant considerably left the venue after sensing the danger approaching nearby and had to fly away holding the sanity of his little life.
David pursued his lips to correct her absorb words but Jeneilia's stern eyes silenced him very fast. Standing in front of the man who was dwelling in his own fantasy, Jeneilia sighed before using her sharp tongue in a hope that David would realise his mistakes before he would fall deeper in this bulgar imagination,
