Faced with such a display, most people would likely be startled or angry, but Roland was no longer the inexperienced youth of years past. The teacup in his hand didn't even tremble.
"Adina, you really know how to scare someone. I thought you brought so many people to kill me, turns out it was just to invite me as a guest."
Adina bit her lip, saying nothing.
She had always disliked Roland's style of speaking and acting. Compared to the witty, humorous, elegant, and handsome Edward, Roland, although seemingly noble in manner on the surface, was a rogue inside.
Not as good as Edward.
This was Adina's assessment of him.
Roland certainly didn't care what his stepmother thought. In his eyes, compared to Sylph, Adina was just a fish worth a glance or two.
Except for that old guy Edward, who loved endlessly, who else with any sense would get involved with a fish?
