Bab 182: Reason ???: The Ball (4)

While I cling around Gregory's arm and act like a playful sister.

"Well, I don't mind, but..." Gregory looks towards the front as he noticed a malicious glare,

"but you might want to explain your actions to a certain someone later."

"Hm?"

I look upwards where Gregory stared.

At the front of the ballroom, I could see Leon standing on the red-carpeted platform, next to his father.

Although there is a distance between us, his dark and fierce gaze was so strong that I could feel it haunting me from a mile away.

[Wah— it's like he's trying to shoot me with his eyes or something. Is he seriously angry because I held Sir Gregory's arm? Sigh— honestly, what am I going to do with that boy's temper...]

But somehow, seeing his sourpuss expression made me giggled as I thought,

[Ah~ I'm going to miss that grumpy face of his.]

At that moment, I could feel the pain in my chest rising.