"You are wrong! I like you!"

Lola Hussey was unnervingly calm.

Her gaze was fixed only on the man in the distance. Ethan Ainsley was also looking at her, a myriad of words exchanged between their exchanged glances.

With Ethan Ainsley's permission, the people from the outskirts of the field flocked in and immediately barricaded the area to prevent others from getting through.

"Lola."

Danny Sullivan waved at Lola Hussey.

Fitzroy Sullivan took Lola and pushed her forward, pushing her to Danny Sullivan.

Lola Hussey gave Danny Sullivan just one look then lowered her eyes, pretending he didn't exist.

Danny Sullivan's eyes landed on Lola Hussey's wrists, which were bound by ties. She had probably struggled too violently; her wrists were chafed raw where the ties had tightened.

He lifted her hands, then took out the single square kerchief he had on him, tucking it into the place where she was tied to prevent her wrists from bleeding from the friction.