Kapitel 94: Chapter 42: The Hitman

"I didn't expect you to move so fast, now I can rest assured," said Antonio with considerable relief to Winters on the way home.

"Don't mention it, as soon as you left, I got slapped," Winters said gloomily. He subconsciously touched his cheek where he had been hit; although the physical pain had long since disappeared, the mental wound had not.

"Slapped? Were you too hasty?"

"Miss Navarre and I aren't what you imagine, she can understand Old Tongue."

"Huh? A woman also knows Old Tongue?"

"Anna is not an ordinary woman; I think her education level is higher than mine."

Antonio's tone was full of the frustration of iron not turning into steel, "How can you be so naive? You were only with her once, and you're already head over heels?"

"Why won't you believe me? I really have no intention of pursuing Miss Navarre," Winters was at a loss for words with Antonio already having a prejudice: "And I feel that Miss Navarre... is very sincere."