Amelia suddenly stopped moving.
Because she had already felt the "fire" he had mentioned.
His eyes were dark as the abyss, with clusters of faint blue flames burning inside, his breath quickened, panting as if he had just finished a five-thousand-meter race.
She knew better than anyone what his current state meant.
Immediately, her heart raced with panic, feeling like a helpless fish on a chopping board, unable to resist and at the mercy of others.
She didn't dare provoke him further and tried hard to control her temper, attempting to negotiate peaceably with him, "Daniel Cooper, don't be like this. Let go of me first, and let's talk things out."
