Damian clutched his chest, desperately telling himself that this absolutely was not his heart fluttering. It was not that feeling.
How could a young master like me possibly fall for some commoner girl...
Impossible. This is too embarrassing!!
Damian kept reassuring himself, but his bright red neck had already betrayed his true feelings.
Anya had started rubbing her eyes. Richie, finished enjoying the drama, was already urging her to leave.
If they stayed until Second Son said those words, Richie was afraid he would not be able to resist the urge to punch Anya.
Second Son still had not switched off his rose-tinted filter. In his eyes, Anya was automatically beautified, gorgeous beyond compare.
Richie thought that if Twilight Dad found out, he would definitely say, "I told you two to get along, not get together!"
Sure enough, Second Son Damian could not take it anymore. His hands and feet were all bright red as he howled at the top of his lungs, "Damn it-"
Before Richie could pull Anya away, Second Son Damian's gaze turned as ferocious as a wild beast's.
Every cell in his body radiated menace and terror. He mustered all his strength and practically howled at Anya, "Even if I die, I'll never admit it-"
Second Son's savage expression and murderous glare stunned everyone present.
Even Richie had not expected Damian to react so strongly. Under everyone's gaze, Damian turned and fled. "I'll never admit it!"
What left the strongest impression was that Damian looked like a boiled shrimp from head to toe. He was thoroughly cooked.
"My pride will never let me accept this-" Damian roared as he darted past Twilight and ran out of the cafeteria.
Richie rubbed his chin. It seemed liking a girl was something no boy wanted to admit.
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