Chapter 118
- I was too lazy to type, so I just sent a voice message instead. “Mr. King, I have dinner with the crew tonight. Could you tell Little Treasure not to wait for me?”
- Almost instantly, Damien’s reply came back a voice message. I tapped it, and his cold yet strangely tender voice filled my ear: “Okay, have fun.”
- Just then, Meruv’s voice slithered out, low and teasing. “Avaao…”