Chapter 92 - 91. Spreading Advice
As they walked away from the third daughter, Hajin glanced at his master, who was sipping her mocktail while continuing to look around, seeing who else was there and spots to be avoided so she wouldn’t have to interact with annoying people.
"My Master is so soft, giving out advice for free," Hajin muttered as they moved closer to the patio so they could have a bit of fresh air.
"Adults have a responsibility to guide minors," Sarah said with a shrug. "But if they still can’t heed the warning, it’s no longer my business."
"Still very soft."
"Shut up."
Sarah twisted the bodyguard’s side, prompting Hajin to laugh. But his smile retracted immediately when they heard approaching footsteps, returning to his role as a forced attendant. Sarah glanced behind and chuckled. "Oh, it’s just Daniel."
"This is kind of weird," Daniel stopped and stroked his chin as he observed the turning couple’s face; the somber expression of the bodyguard, and the cheery, flirty mannerism of the girl. "It’s like you were playing that childhood game when you do the opposite of what you usually do."
Hajin managed to hide his scoff, but he couldn’t hold back from making a twisted expression. Well, if it came down to it, Daniel was his biggest source of inferiority. If Sarah didn’t meet him first, she might have used Daniel instead; faking a relationship to help her in her revenge.
Certainly, it was a better option than pretending to be Mason’s bitch.
Once again, Sarah had to pat her puppy to reassure him.
"Let’s just say we’re roleplaying," Sarah let out a crisp giggle, as if they were having a merry conversation. As expected, people’s eyes would always follow the host--or at least the host’s successor. She tilted her head to look behind Daniel, which was empty, and asked curiously. "No plus one?"