Pausing for a moment, Caden Lockwood whispered softly by Evelyn Morgan's ear: "Just match your glance at him to the length of time. One glance, a cactus sofa session. A glance over three seconds, count it as a new session."
Hearing this, a sarcastic twitch appeared at the corner of Evelyn Morgan's lips.
She thought, it's not her who's gone mad, but Caden Lockwood.
Evelyn Morgan widened her eyes, "No... that's not possible, right?"
"You can try it." Caden Lockwood's lips curled into a threatening smile, "I believe you'll be good, won't you?"
"But..." Evelyn Morgan was anxious, "How can I possibly keep my eyes completely shut?"
"You're here to listen to the concert, just bring your ears," Caden Lockwood said softly, making Evelyn Morgan feel like she was being choked.
Evelyn Morgan opened her mouth, wanting to retort, but couldn't utter a single word.
Oh heavens!
Why did she meet such a man?
