ACIR HILLS
“Stop it, Wesley!”
My voice came out louder than I intended it to be. The fact that we’re currently in the spotlight didn’t help with the emotions that I was already feeling. One moment I felt like I was going to be attacked in such bright daylight, and the next moment, I felt like I was saved by my knight in shining armor.
The latter being Zaijian.
Wesley tsked, the vein on his neck almost popping. “Go away, sir. This talk doesn’t concern you,” he warned, disregarding who he’s talking to.
“Talk? I doubt that this is just a talk.” Zaijian pressed, his eyes darkened. “I can’t help but hear your conversation as I was passing by because of your loud voice, Mr. Garett. Clearly, Ms. Hills here, don’t want to talk to you. It’s my duty to keep a nonviolent environment inside the c
