The disgust in Finley's eyes deepened.
"Boring."
Thalia enjoyed cold rebuffs. The more distant Finley was, the more she wanted to conquer him.
"Do you like me? Give me an answer. Don't be oblique."
Thalia stood up nonchalantly, acting so frivolous that she didn't look like a lady from a rich family.
"No."
"Heh, don't be so sure. I've dated many men. Maybe you'll give in to my charm, too."
"No."
"Oh, then let's see about it."
Thalia looked as if victory was in her grasp.
Every man could be seduced.
She had seen someone like Finley, who was pretending to be noble and virtuous. Perhaps he was more frivolous than anyone in private.
However, Finley stared straight at her for a while.
Thalia pursed her lips and smiled.
"What are you looking at?"
"Have you ever seen a psychiatrist?" Finley frowned and asked seriously.
"What?"