Noah Drexler's voice inexplicably sent a chill of danger through Summer Shawcross.
Something felt amiss in her heart...
Had he discovered something? For instance, that she's different from before...
"I'm not familiar with him, really..." The man's aura was so cold that Summer couldn't help but cough, and she had to confess truthfully.
But after a moment's thought, it wouldn't make sense to claim she rescued Zeke Sawyer just as a coincidence if she wasn't familiar with him... such a silly excuse, Noah wouldn't believe it, so she added another sentence.
"Well... actually, I'm his fan."
Fan?
After she spoke, Noah's frown deepened, his handsome face grave.
"You like him?"
As his words fell, Summer inexplicably felt a chill down her back.
"Uh... no, I just admire his talent, his songs are quite good..." She felt an irrational panic and hurriedly denied it.
