Warrior Tucker rose from the sofa, smiling seductively at Yvonne Finley and throwing a flirtatious look her way before lightly patting her shoulder. "I'm going out for a stroll, no need to worry about me."
Yvonne Finley: "..."
Worry about you for what?
She's now worrying about herself.
Caleb Baker gave a cornered smile with an intimately profound look. "Thank you."
Warrior Tucker felt a bit of malicious joy. It wasn't often that she saw her own sister mess up, so of course, she enjoyed it.
"It's nothing." She walked to the door, stopped for a second, and raised an eyebrow at him. "But don't you dare bully my darling Yvonne."
Caleb Baker lazily chuckled, tilting his head and looking over at Yvonne Finley, "Me, bully my sister?"
Yvonne Finley: "..."
The way he said it...
The tone was questioning, but the subtlety of his gaze was both sly and unrestricted, like he was teasing her.
Her face was burning.
Even Warrior Tucker couldn't help touching her earlobe.
- Real headache.
