Celine held her breath, quickly straightening up and taking two steps back, out of Erick's reach. Her head spun rapidly as she looked at Luan, who was standing tall in the doorway with a frozen expression of anger on his forehead. Anxious thoughts immediately gripped Celine's mind as she imagined her overprotective older brother would rudely chase Erick away, thinking she was being approached by some shady city thug of unknown origin.
However, that suffocating tension suddenly dissipated in a matter of seconds.
Luan halted his stride. His eyes, which had been sharply narrowed in judgment, now slowly widened in surprise. The look of anger on the businessman's stiff face melted away, replaced by a long, deeply relieved sigh.
"Erick? What are you doing in my yard in the middle of the day like this?" Luan asked.
