"Please, please tell the truth. What's going on here? Please, Coach. You can speak English right?"
Alec couldn't act any longer. His disguise had been exposed very easily and quickly. He really sucks. Why did Ansel Balder have to choose him to teach this woman? Of the many bodyguards on the island, why him? Alec wasn't flattered at all.
"Yes, I can speak English," Alec replied calmly. Dark circles adorn his sunken eyes, but it doesn't detract from his good looks.
Daphne Tjia's hand placed the glass on the nightstand beside the bed where she was lying. Her temples were throbbing, and her body was blistered. But her curiosity was even worse. Knowing that she didn't have to worry about Greek.
"Okay, you owe me an explanation." Daphne Tjia looked at her teacher with a strange feeling.
