"I helped him so much, and he didn't even say thank you. When I wanted to rehearse with him, he didn't even look at me and just left! He left, you know?"
Ella Jackson shook Evelyn Sherman's shoulder excitedly, "He just gave me a casual glance, turned around and left without saying a word to me!"
"Stop!" Evelyn took a step back, avoiding Ella's claw, and looked at her with surprise, "So you mean to say, Collins Aiden hasn't spoken a word since yesterday?"
"Yeah! I'm starting to suspect he's mute!" Ella puffed her cheeks, poured herself a cup of water, and gulped it down.
"He's not mute, I've heard him talk," said Evelyn faintly.
Not only had she heard Collins' voice, but she also knew that his voice, like his demeanor, was cold and clean, pleasant to the ears.
However...
In Evelyn's mind, Chester Yale's words flashed by.
"He's sick."
"Speech disorder."
The simple words suddenly came into Evelyn's mind.
