Farrell tucked his hands into his pocket and immediately fixated a cold gaze at the two shameless people in front of him.

Burke instantly stood in front of Amell as if to protect him from Farrell’s cold gaze. “What?” Burke pronounced calmly, oozing dominance yet reeking of happiness.

Upon seeing Burke’s total attitude change, Farrell’s eyes fell on Amell, and he seriously inquired, “What happened?”

A few days ago—no, even yesterday—one was staring at the other as if he couldn’t wait to slam his head into the wall until he died, while the other was staring as if he wanted to kabedon the other to death.

Just what could have...