"So, are you here to play the persuader? Afraid I'll affect the relationship between Kyle and Mabel Quinn?" Francine Howards said coldly.
Dorian Howards smiled helplessly, "These words aren't for Kyle, they're for you. After all, you're my cousin; do you think I'd really let you rush into fire without pulling you back?"
As he spoke, Dorian flipped open the lighter in his hand, instantly producing a brilliant flame. "Francine, this fire is beautiful, isn't it? The beauty of the flame can be mesmerizing, but it's better to observe it from afar. Getting too close will only burn you. I thought you would understand such a simple truth."
"But I've never handed over anything I like to someone else!" Francine responded.
