He laughed softly. "That's true." His tone carried a trace of bitterness. "If we were still Vetrovs, I wouldn't have lowered my standards at all. But I'm no longer Theodore Vetrov. And you're no longer Veronika Vetrova. I suppose we adapt."
Her chest tightened at that. She was content with her new life. But what about him?
Before she could speak, his attention shifted.
"Hm?" He reached toward the desk and lifted a black notebook. "What's this?"
Her eyes widened. "That's—"
He opened it.
"Bai Lu. Wanwan. Feifei. Mimi," he read aloud. A slow smile crept onto his lips. "Bai Lu… Jin Yang's fiancée. And the other three…" His gaze flicked to her. "The Z Girls."
"Yes."
"Heh." He closed the notebook gently. "You copied my Black Note. But tell me, Little Sister… why hasn't a single name been crossed out yet?"
"I'm too busy, and honestly, it's too bothersome," Elena said, shrugging lightly. "I almost forgot that notebook even existed."
