Chapter 22. Psychotic Love
"Sister, are you sure we should do this? Max is already angry at us; doing this is just going to piss him off more."
An adorable woman with a petite figure in her early 20s anxiously went back and forth at the entrance of the auction hall, desperately moving her sakura pink eye among the people who were coming in, searching for that one figure.
Her twin ponytails were swinging back and forth as in her anxiousness, as she sped up her pace.
Right now, she was wearing the cute pink coloured dress showing off her innocence, usual for her age.
Among the crowd of people wearing all formal attire for the events, she stood out like a blue lotus in a mud pond.
And this woman, looking like she walked out of the 2-D animation, was very worried about how Max would react knowing they intercepted an invitation that was meant for him.
"Who cares if he gets angry?"
A slightly cold voice rang beside the cute girl, taking her aback in shock.
She quickly turned her head around, spinning her twin tails around like a deadly weapon, nearly hitting the passerby.
Thankfully they were maintaining their distance from her, knowing her habits so no one got hurt.
But she did not care; her sakura-pink eyes locked onto the woman beside her, filled with questions and shock.