"Caleb Sterling, what brings you here?" Jane King adjusted her mood. Although she didn't quite grasp the situation, she still boldly approached Caleb with a bashful look, hoping for his attention.
Caleb, however, did not respond.
Sierra Summers, wrapped in Caleb's coat, lifted her eyes and looked at Jane, saying, "Because I'm the one who called him here."
Jane's face turned pale, shifting to disbelief, her gaze full of disdain as she looked at Sierra.
Sierra remained unfazed by Jane's attitude, simply chuckling, "If he didn't come over, wouldn't all your efforts against me be in vain? If you don't let the person you like see how crazy you can get for him, wouldn't that be a pity?"
Sierra finished speaking in a tone of regret, and under Jane's tottering demeanor, she picked up a cup of milk tea, stood up, and leisurely poured it directly over Jane's head.
