"Yes! Michael Thorn is smiling. Oh my heart, I can't take it! It's going to jump right out!"
Tucked away in a corner, four or five girls spotted Michael and were buzzing with excitement.
They had heard rumors that Michael Thorn and George Sin often dropped by this venue, so they had come hoping to catch a glimpse.
They certainly hadn't come in vain. Michael's sudden arrival was an incredible surprise.
However, Evelyn, currently cradled in his arms, couldn't keep up her act of playing dead any longer. She snapped her eyes open and quickly wriggled down out of his grasp.
Just as she was about to retreat back toward her chair, his large hand caught hers. Ignoring the whispers and stares around them, he led her straight out of the building.
Parked right by the entrance was a black luxury supercar, drawing the admiring eyes of passersby.
