Chapter 107 Not the Dramatic Type
- Reilly Schulze frowned, dodging Ford Bannister’s outstretched arm, then turned to face Elena Lundberg, who was grinding her teeth, fury written all over her face.
- A plain little face suddenly bloomed into a smile. Her crisp voice came cool as ice, straight at them.
- “I’ve never been the dramatic type. I wouldn’t run to a hospital over something like this…”