Mischa Is So Cool

Mischa looked at Vega with an expression of disbelief. He did not understand why the teenage girl in front of him behaved this way ... like a shameless girl.

"You want me to carry you? There's a wheelchair over there," Mischa said firmly.

"I don't want a wheelchair. I want to make you pay for dropping me and making me hurt," Vega said.

"Is there no other way for me to make up for it?" the man asked in astonishment.

"I want to make you feel pain too by carrying me back to my hotel," Vega said, narrowing her eyes with an annoyed expression. "Do you think I'm a sack of potatoes that you can just drop like that?"

"No, I don't think you're a—"

Before Mischa finished his sentence, Vega had taken her cellphone and dialed Alaric's number.