Just as he went mad for Ellen, Eric was equally crazy about her.
"She helps you with tasks?"
Philip Shaw's eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of peculiarity in his expression.
"I'm not very skilled, and Ellen worries I'll get into trouble. If it's a particularly dangerous task, she'll do it for me."
Philip Shaw snorted coldly, "I can tell. Not only are you not very skilled, but your physical strength is lacking too."
After saying this, he fell silent, turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down. After a flicker of light, the air filled with a faint smell of smoke as he sat quietly smoking.
To her surprise, Philip Shaw didn't seem as furious as she had imagined; instead, he appeared quite calm.
She was already somewhat tired, and perceiving that Philip had no intention of tormenting her, she curled up under the blanket, closed her eyes, and began to rest.
Philip Shaw finished smoking a cigarette, and by that time, Aldana Candi had already fallen asleep.
