Faced with such a fierce tone, Elliana Lyle's hand, half-extended, paused in mid-air before she reluctantly withdrew it.
Clearly, playing cute was no longer going to work, so she simply lowered her head, quietly awaiting the man's criticism.
About three seconds later, she felt a warm sensation on her head; it was the man's hand gently ruffling her hair, his touch exceedingly tender.
She looked up, her almond-shaped eyes staring intently at his face.
There were no reprimands.
To her, Norman Bennett sometimes felt like a guardian; perhaps... she had known Norman since she was young, and they had spent even more time together than she had with Shawn Lyle.
So she relied on him a lot and also got used to being "afraid" of him.
However, in the man's eyes, her current expression appeared innocent and adorable—an expression that could soften any heart, especially that of Norman Bennett.
Though he intended to reprimand her, at this moment, even a harsher tone seemed sinful.
