Chapter 120: A Great Grandmaster Stage Martial Artist!

Naomi Zorn's eyes spun as she planted her hands on her hips and put on a fierce face. "Since you admitted it, then for the next little while, you're in charge of my snacks!" Atreus Lyson bared his teeth in a helpless grin. He was the "victim," yet somehow he was the one getting punished. "Fine. Whatever you say." Naomi stole a glance at him. When she saw he didn't argue, the anger in her chest eased by more than half. But the moment the security footage flashed through her mind again, heat crept...