When she was only one step away from the plane, a few bodyguards suddenly appeared and stood in front of her.
Claire stepped back subconsciously, but there were guards behind her as well.
She was literally hemmed in.
The head guard said coldly, "Please come back with us."
Claire took a breath. "I am not from the East Continent. Let me go home!"
The guard lowered his head and stopped talking.
"Claire."
A deep voice sounded as if coming from the depths of hell, making Claire's heart shiver.
A tall figure stepped forward.
It was Spark.
He held Claire's shoulders. A raging flame rose from the bottom of his eyes, almost turning his eyes red. He cracked a bloodthirsty smile and said slowly, "Claire, I'm really getting angry now."
Claire was taken back to You Palace again.
The snowman she made was still standing by the gate and was covered with glass so as not to be destroyed.
