Chapter 141: Unrequited Love_1

Amadeus Yancey trapped her within his embrace, lips curling into a half-smile, half-smirk, "I am your... friend?"

"…" Was there something wrong?

The shirt he was wearing was the one Nathalie Quinlan had bought for him, and upon close inspection, one could tell he had ironed it meticulously, cherishing it greatly as he wore it.

The hand leaning against the corridor column, adorned with the silver bracelet Nathalie had bought, dangled at his wrist.

His eyelids were thin, his gaze restrained; he blocked the way, his voice brushing past her ear like a feather's touch, teasing.

"Not 'big brother'?"

In the past, she used to call him 'big brother' all the time.

Back then, she knew to put on an act in front of him, obedient to a fault.

Now she was so casual with him.

His eyes and eyebrows were teasing, "Not calling me 'big brother' anymore?"