Aldana Candi's heart skipped a beat.
—Frightened.
What did Steven Balance mean by this?
Going to his place?
Was she courting death…
Originally, she came to him for solace, but in the end, it was him talking to her.
But this was good too, she didn't have to constantly search for topics to discuss.
But how should she answer this question?
She stared at him blankly, seemingly too startled by his question to speak for a long time.
Steven Balance watched her for a moment, then sighed softly, leaning back on the sofa, he drained his drink with some resignation, "Forget I asked anything."
Fearing to upset him, Aldana quickly replied in a low voice, "If you don't bully me, I don't mind going over." She answered stiffly, her voice faint, "I'm indeed a bit afraid of you because you're always laying hands on me."
