Sean Bell did not hold back his voice, and as soon as he spoke, everything fell silent. It was as if someone had pressed pause; even Thea Lynch was momentarily stunned, turning her head in surprise to look at him.
But he didn't care, leaning against the sofa, his long legs crossed, resting one hand on the armrest and lazily supporting his head with the other, his tone teasing: "Didn't you say you're sorry? Why don't you take it off?"
Everyone: "..."
Just from Sean Bell's tone, even Little Wan dared not speak for Nina Sinclair.
He didn't dare, let alone anyone else.
For a moment, Nina Sinclair stood there alone, as if she had already been stripped bare for everyone to see, and whispers continued around her, accompanied by a few gasps.
Nina Sinclair had never been this embarrassed.
She was pinning her hopes on Little Wan, but he averted his eyes quickly upon meeting hers, showing no intention of helping.
Clearly, he was the one who insisted on bringing her over...
