There's a reason why John Fame was who he was, why he was craved and admired by the women of Lema City, and fought over so intensely.
How could Lissy Lock, who spent every day with him, possibly escape such influence?
So, don't rush to conclusions until things have reached the very end.
John Fame turned to her, looking down, "Is this your opinion?"
"Yes."
John Fame raised his brows, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Lissy also laughed, "John Fame, you must be pretty pleased. My autonomy, stolen away by you... And now that I've fallen for you, you have complete control."
He said, "There's nothing pleasing about that."
Lissy paused, then nodded, "You're right. This is nothing for you. Countless hearts are tied to you. If not for the fact that I'm a Lock, I wouldn't have even earned the right to stand beside you."
John Fame turned away, his gaze distant. He uttered an indifferent "mmm."
Lissy laughed, her eyes warm, contrasting John Fame's icy demeanor.
