On the other side, Calista and Hayes were whispering to each other, ignoring the many pairs of eyes currently watching them.
"You must take care of yourself when I am gone. I won't be there to protect you or shield you from now on," Hayes reminded concernedly, especially when he thought of how Orson's face was dark yesterday when he left.
He was the only source of trouble that Calista could encounter in this backward place.
Calista smiled reassuringly as she patted the other's shoulder, replying, "Don't worry. I might be weak, but that doesn't mean that I will let myself be bullied. This big sis will take care of herself. Just worry about yourself!"
"Hehe, what's there to worry about?"
"I have heard godmother complaining. When you go back, treat your women like they are treasures. They are human beings with feelings," Calista advised, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she looked at him.
