Faye's innate nobility, that cold and arrogant aura, truly seemed to be something he was born with, radiating from his very bones.
It's enough to make many people envious, jealous, and hateful.
Thinking about how he could remain so calm and composed even while eating dark culinary experiments, as if it were no different from eating ordinary food, she admired him from the bottom of her heart.
When would she be able to learn even half of his composure? She estimated that only then could she remain unflustered as if nothing had happened even if the world collapsed around her.
With this thought, Tessa looked at Faye, and a trace of admiration inexplicably flashed in her eyes.
Although her mouth was huffing, saying she wanted to mess with Faye, in truth, deep down, she had an endless love for him.
In her heart, Faye was not only her lover but also an idol, more of a god-like existence.
