Then Evander just pushed her away, frowning and asking sharply, "Did Evan send you a gift? Why would he send you a gift?"
After saying that, he looked toward me with a tense expression, as if worried I might misunderstand something.
I sat calmly on the sofa to the side, watching Fiora's performance. It was a free show, so I saw no reason to look away.
Fiora lowered her head, acting like a wronged young woman.
"Evan and I have known each other since we were little. When he heard I was back, it's only normal that he'd send me something, isn't it?"
"But he didn't know you were back," Evander replied with a sigh.
Fiora's expression stiffened for a moment, yet she refused to give in.
"Even so, it couldn't have been meant for Isolde."
These pieces of jewelry clearly looked expensive, and
