Fight for the lounge chair

"So, why then did you ignore her plea? Aren't you a demi devil whom people feared? Even your father gives in to you, so why were you mum about her plight?" Jeslyn asked with a brow raised.

Valen stayed silent for a while with his brows knitted. How could he help her? He might be a little demon, but his father was the real deal.

Valen knows when he should get involved with his father's business and it was certainly not the right thing to get himself into a mess by going out to rescue that woman.

Besides, his feelings for Mulan aren't that great to consider her an important person to fight for. Also, she should have known better than to offend her boss.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Hearing Jeslyn's words, Valen raised his head, still, he couldn't get a proper view of that beautiful and cute face, "it's none of your business." He enunciated before walking back to the lounge chair.

Jeslyn's lips twitched. This child…