Chapter 24
Author's POV
Xylene stood speechless, the phone glued to his ear as he stared on, his face a mixture of shock and fear. His lips were pressed tightly, and as if his senses had come back, he squeezed the phone in his hands tightly so that there was a little crack inside; the piercing side of the phone on his palm only brought him out of his reverie when he felt a liquid flowing out.
"What happened? Did something bad happen? Talk to me, please; why are you so angry?" Mimilia could not help but question, her eyes fixed on the cold emotions playing out dangerously on his face.
Instead of replying to her, he stood up from the counter he had been sitting at earlier and stridden to his room. Mimilia was not able to keep silent; he just invited them. She didn't just see him angry a
