Amelia was just about to speak when a man's deep and hoarse voice came from behind her, "The medicine is with me."
Amelia abruptly turned around, glaring at the man behind her through gritted teeth, only to see that he had returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor, standing there, dog-like, as gracious as a gentleman, as if the hooligan who had caused trouble in the elevator wasn't him.
Daniel Cooper stood there like the Graceful Gentleman he was, except those pitch-black eyes that still gazed at the woman's face were as intense as ever, and carried an unabashed brazenness.
However, combined with his outwardly cold and abstinent temperament, it didn't seem contradictory but rather gave off a bit of a dandyish charm.
The fire inside Amelia's heart hadn't died down, so naturally, she wasn't about to give him any friendly looks.
She snatched the bag from his hands and walked out, pulling Ava Summers along with her.
The man didn't speak, just followed them closely.
