บท 279: [Event] [The Fallen Prophetess] [5] Victor Has a Crush?

After a glass of juice was unceremoniously spilled on my clothes, I stood up, grumbling. It certainly didn't go unnoticed, with a mix of pity, laughter, mockery, and John scoffing with a slightly smirking face.

I couldn't believe this guy was my brother-in-law.

Shaking my head in exasperation, Victor approached me with a conflicted expression, glaring disapprovingly at Jiren's back.

"Are you okay, Amael?" he asked in a cold tone. He didn't mind them cursing him, but when it came to his friends, he was quick-tempered.

"No problem," I shrugged.

"But—"

"I will talk to them," Victor said, determined.

I smiled and patted his shoulders. "Thanks, Victor, but it's okay."

"But—"

"I will call you if I can't handle it," I gently cut him off.