Before Amelia's smile could fully break out, she suddenly noticed Shane's demeanor becoming a bit colder, his body slightly straightening, and his voice growing lighter but carrying an indescribable chill.
"No matter how you act up, I can overlook it. But you should never, ever, consider targeting Alice Smith."
The temperature inside the room abruptly dropped several degrees; the room was already somewhat cold, and now it was even colder, making every pore on a person's body seem to tighten.
Recognizing his protective tone towards Jackson Sully, Amelia's heart involuntarily ached, yet she insisted, "That woman is simply not worthy of the Young Lord. Since she appeared, all she has brought him is pain. A woman like her doesn't deserve to stay by the Young Lord's side!"
Shane caressed his chin with one hand, merely watching Amelia quietly without speaking immediately, a dangerous glint shimmering in his long eyes.
