Vivian gritted her teeth and continued to slap herself: "It's my fault for having a sharp tongue, for not recognizing greatness when I see it, for bringing this upon myself. I promise there won't be a next time. I beg you, Lord Imperia, please forgive me..."
Gently stroking Sparkle's face, Evan Saint's eyes were so tender, they almost seemed to drip with warmth: "This fool taught me many things, except... forgiveness."
"Lord Imperia..." Vivian struggled desperately, "If you let me go, I'll tell you who's targeting Sparkle..."
"I know."
"You know?"
"She doesn't want me to interfere, so I won't. If she wants me to save her, then I'll come to her rescue."
Evan Saint's voice was almost a whisper, his slender fingers caressing Sparkle's face inch by inch, his eyes overtly filled with affection and indulgence.
He wanted to begin learning how to cherish Sparkle, so he started by indulging her!
Having lost her last bargaining chip, Vivian's heart turned to ash.
