"Hehe, it's nothing. I'm just fantasizing about some things. Don't worry, I believe they'd come to pass even if it's just a Fantasy," Angela dismissed, now staring into space with the signature creepy smile tightly pasted on her lips.

Old Paul shook in fright and pitied the person at the receiving end of her creepy smile. He wondered who had managed to sucessfully offend the sleeping tigress.

"Erm... I'll leave you to it now."

"Wa...," before Angela could stop him, Old Paul had disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Heh, why did he run away?" Angela asked looking bewildered.

'Dear ancestor, I don't want to be a victim of...