Luna Sutton shot a glance at Rhys Blackwood—this man was normally as cold as a block of ice, but now he was suddenly being attentive.
Free labor? Why not use it for free.
"Alright, then you can help me wash the vegetables later."
She tossed out the words and walked toward the cave, her tone casual.
She'd only taken a couple of steps when Corbin Crowley caught up, grabbing her wrist, his voice low and tinged with annoyance: "You want him to wash vegetables for you?"
Luna stopped dead in her tracks, feeling the force on her wrist—she knew this man was jealous again.
She couldn't help but laugh, a bit helpless: "Then what do you want to do? Don't tell me you know how to wash vegetables too?"
Corbin scoffed, his silver eyes narrowing: "I'll help you handle the game. I guarantee I'm faster than you."
Rhys stood by, watching coldly, and said indifferently, "I've already finished dealing with the game."
