"See? I always keep my word," Evianne said smugly, standing in front of Zamond, holding the girl's hand.
The girl had had no problem looking in Zamond's direction when sitting behind the piano, but now, standing so close to him, she did not dare even sneak a glance at him.
She had never clapped eyes on such a handsome man before.
Evianne turned to ask the girl, "He's hot, isn't he?"
The girl bit her lip. Unable to utter a reply, she had no choice but to give a little nod.
"Well…" Evianne suddenly pressed her hands onto the girl's shoulders and forced her into sitting in her seat.
"Aargh! Miss!" The girl, astonished, looked uneasily up at Evianne, her limpid eyes moist, and made an attempt to stand up.
"Stay seated." Evianne, still pressing her hands against the girl's shoulders, smi
