Amelia wanted to gesture for Zachary Shane to leave first, but the entrance was blocked; there was obviously no way out.
Moreover, looking at Zachary Shane's provocative expression, he was unlikely to listen to her anyway.
A minute felt like a year as the three of them stood in a standoff, statue-like, for quite a while. Finally, he finished the cigarette between his fingers, and the hostility in his eyes seemed to vanish along with it. His furrowed brows also relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He took a step forward, with one foot crossing the threshold.
At that moment, Amelia didn't know what she was thinking. To be exact, she wasn't thinking at all; she just instinctively stepped back two paces diagonally, firmly placing herself in front of Zachary Shane.
She truly didn't want them to start fighting over her here.
And, after all, it was his birthday today...
