"Oh. Did he approach you first, or did you start the conversation with him?" Sebastian asked. "He thought I was in a bad mood, so he came over to ask me what was wrong," Rosalie said.

"Were you in a bad mood?" Sebastian asked, concerned.

"No, I was just quiet. I wasn't in a bad mood."

"I see," Sebastian said thoughtfully. He sensed that Rosalie was hiding something from him. "That Yerick seemed quite enthusiastic about you."

Rosalie blinked in confusion and turned to look at Sebastian's side profile, sensing a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Chuckling, she said, "He's only eighteen."

"Eighteen..." Sebastian relaxed a bit at the mention of Yerick's age. However, he suddenly remembered that Rosalie was only twenty-one, just three years older than Yerick.

"Eighteen-year-olds are popular nowadays. Many girls like them," Sebastian said interrogatively.

Yerick is very sweet. He's like a younger brother. His voice is so soft and cute

pursed his lips in displeasure, though he tried to stay calm. "Is he really that good? Some boys can be quite deceptive. They act sweet to manipulate people. You might get tricked." "Don't worry," Rosalie said. "He's a genius. He's

"A genius, huh."

of danger. An eighteen-year-old genius who

its peak. He tightened his grip on

worse. A genius with such a sweet

met him for less than a minute. Jumping to such conclusions about

just want you

bad guys out there They won't hesitate to take advantage of

ovel

smiled, as if

people can match your gentleness and patience. Compared to young boys, a caring man like you is much more

man," Sebastian's lips twitched slightly-as if

you think

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