Ellen felt a strong sense of déjà vu in the current situation. When she first met Flint in the game lobby, she had also asked for his help in freeing her from the men who were exploiting her. She had surrendered and showed a pitiful expression. She hadn't expected Flint to invite her to visit a boutique in the virtual reality world of the game. The close proximity of their faces made her heart race.
Flint had been eagerly awaiting this moment, too. Surely, without Ellen's resigned face asking for help, he would have agreed. But, of course, in his usual Duke Jonathan style.
"Why are you suddenly asking for my help with this ridiculous thing, Brianna? Shouldn't you be asking for my help with catching the bank robbers?"
Ellen blinked nervously. "Because I don't want to be Leo's partner. He's still chasing me as if no other woman is more attractive than me."
Flint crossed his arms. "Then why don't you just refuse? Why should I be the go-between?"
