Soft jade and warm fragrance wrapped him up, yet Colin had no romantic thoughts.
Because, two tangible glances made him feel like a thorn was in his back.
One came from Vera, the other from Marquis Garcia.
Especially the latter, Colin could almost feel the other's hidden murderous intent.
"Brother, I'm so glad you're okay!"
Fortunately, the woman's exclamation in his arms saved Colin's life.
Indeed, the woman who had jumped on him was Colin's elder sister— Kaitlin Angler.
The two sharp gazes immediately drifted away from Colin, but he did not feel relaxed at all.
The woman's excessive enthusiasm in his arms made Colin uncomfortable.
On one hand, because he was not the real Colin, merely a transmigrant residing in this body; on the other hand, because Colin had always suspected that his sister Kaitlin was involved in the murder plot against him.
Colin gently patted his sister's back, comforting her, "Sister, I'm fine. The rain is so heavy, let's enter the city first."
