A few minutes after Giselle Frost left, Elias Kane finally realized something—he had exposed himself and even cried in front of her, yet she hadn't added even 1% favorability?
He used to think Liora Voss was stingy, but there was no most stingy, only stingier!
Elias couldn't help doubting his own charm. Was he even the male lead of this world? How could Giselle have zero reaction to his body?
Maybe the pitiful crying didn't work on her?
Then next time… he'd cry more seductively?
Elias put on Giselle's jacket, climbed onto the bed, grabbed the remote to turn on the TV and the AC, and lay there enjoying himself.
He didn't have morning classes, so he could lounge here until the afternoon.
Mainly to avoid heading straight back to campus and running into her—it would make it seem like he'd adjusted his mindset way too fast.
