His cold gaze made Lynn shudder, and the bright smile she had just flashed faded away.

John noticed that Lynn's smile was gone and her face was pale, so he spoke up for her.

"Benson, come on, you scared Lynn. That was too harsh. It's fine. Taking pictures while standing there is boring, and I think her suggestion is a good one."

It seemed that Benson would not agree whatsoever. Lynn decided to go to the side for some air.

Lynn held up the hem of her dress, about to walk away dejectedly. Benson's heart softened, and he stopped her.

"Okay, let's do it."

Although he had taken a photo...