Dream of the Crimson Moon, who had been fixated on Gary Smith, swung her small snowy feet gently. Caught off guard by his statement, she replied frankly:
"I want you..."
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Gary was flabbergasted. That was terribly forward, he thought. He wasn't someone who could be swayed so easily.
However, a rich woman... did indeed have her attractions...
"Tsk!"
Lilith sneered coldly at this ambiguous exchange. The look in Catherine Cooper's love-heart eyes was filled with scorn.
She was sure that Dream of the Crimson Moon had misspoken. If Dream would ever do something as bold as making a move on someone, Lilith would tear off her own cabinet door and burn it as firewood.
That girl is the disgrace of the succubus!
True enough, after speaking, Dream of the Crimson Moon realized something was amiss. Yet she didn't feel anything was wrong, and Gary didn't know what to say. The moment turned awkward, and silence fell.
