All Hexuno could see was the back of his head. In front of colleagues, especially those who recognized who she was, he refused to flirt with Wayne.
"Come here!"
Wayne transmitted his thoughts through telepathy, issuing a command that made Hexuno freeze where she stood.
Wayne stepped forward, lowered his head, and planted a kiss on her forehead, then wrapped an arm around her slender waist and led her into the hotel.
The continuous cries of despair were music to the ear—absolutely delightful.
Behind them were Heya in a fit of rage, and Kiraal, who couldn't bear to watch and retreated straight into the little black room.
Kiraal logged off, and Kel logged on. With a look of bewilderment, he stared at the restaurant's entrance: "How did I get here? When did I get off the vehicle?"
"Kel, you're back?"
"Huh? When did I leave?"
Kel blinked, vaguely grasping the situation, raised an eyebrow, and smugly said: "So, how was it? Witnessed the power of a half-awakened state?"
