On this cold night, Knox Simmons's comfort was like a warm stream injected into her heart, making her feel a hint of warmth.
Her impression of Knox Simmons had always stayed as a frivolous playboy. Even though they called each other siblings, she didn't truly view Knox Simmons as a brother in her heart.
In her view, Knox Simmons was just bored, accustomed to being capricious, and that's why he randomly called people sisters and brothers.
As for her, she just played along with whatever game Eldest Young Master Simmons was playing.
Moreover, she felt that young masters like Knox Simmons, raised in luxury, were mostly rebellious. The less she went along with him, the more intense he might become. By playing along with Eldest Young Master Simmons, once he had played enough, he would naturally lose interest and focus his attention on someone else.
Therefore, she had never truly viewed Knox Simmons as a friend.
She also felt that Knox Simmons never truly cared about her.
