"You!" Reva pointed at Rissa with a knife until she widened in surprise.
"I can see something different in Charlos's eyes when you guys are dancing around in front of me." Reva's chest seemed to rise and fall, and his face conveyed an intense hatred.
"How dare you snatch Charlos from me!" shouted Reva while slapping Rissa's cheek as hard as he could. Rissa could feel her mouth bleeding.
Reva's statement made her want to laugh. Rissa chuckled; a moment later, she laughed hysterically. Reva stared at her in surprise, and his jaw clenched.
"Revaldo Manson. A handsome, rich, famous saxophone player, international artist. Everything you can get in this world, except one thing. It's Charlos's love. Isn't that right?" Rissa laughed again. Her chest and stomach ached severely, and her breath hitched. It was hard for her to control herself. So, Rissa looked up to see Reva's face twitching with emotion.
