Villain Ch 1152. We've Got Ourselves A Puppy
Vivian was the first to speak, her red eyes gleaming with amusement. "Well, that was quite the interesting show," she teased, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm.
Allen rolled his eyes, trying to brush off their teasing. "It wasn't a show, it was just... a conversation," he said, though the blush creeping up his neck betrayed his attempt at casual indifference.
Vivian smirked, crossing her arms as she leaned in a bit closer. "A conversation that ended in a hug?" She raised an eyebrow. "I thought you said you were going to the auction to collect your money. Instead, we got... this."
Shea chuckled, nudging Larissa. "Right? I expected a quick trip to the auction NPC, not some heartfelt drama playing out in the middle of the marketplace."
Allen sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Look, she was going through something, and I was just... trying to help."
