Mia Ginger pursed her lips and looked at him, dazed.
After a moment, she softly said, "She's not as bad as you think."
Koa Jackson unexpectedly smiled, staring into her eyes, and slowly said, "Not as bad as I think? Then what happened just now? You're up this late, isn't it because the commotion outside kept you from sleeping?"
"..."
Mia Ginger was at a loss for words.
Indeed, she hadn't slept because of the noise caused by Windsor Myres.
But—
It wasn't as exaggerated as Koa Jackson imagined.
She stood in front of him in her nightgown, with furrowed brows, thinking for a while,
Did Brother Jackson, in his heart, find her just as annoying as Windsor Myres?
Or could it be—
That he subconsciously thought she was influenced by Windsor Myres?
Mia Ginger's mind was a whirlwind, unable to think clearly for a long time, and suddenly worried about Windsor Myres; she simply looked up and said, "I'll go check on the two of them first."
Koa Jackson: "..."
