“There’s no need to do that,” said Kristel.

Galvin darkened his face, sensing the indifferent tone in Kristel’s voice. Clenching his left fist on his side, he looked up at the 9th floor, and he could see Kristel’s silhouette clearly, with a man standing too close beside her.

He was both unhappy and enraged by the sight. He wanted to separate them, but he could no longer enter the building anytime. He needed Kristel to grant him access first.

All she needed was to scan fingerprints on her phone to open the door.

‘Dammit!’ He wanted to punch Noah in the face and separate Kristel from him; however, he could...