บท 661: Abracadabra

"You!" Sebastian stood from his place, and the girl raised her brows.

"Yes me," She placed her hands on her waist, standing on her toes to create an intimidating aura and position.

Sebastian looked at the girl, who was trying to pretend to be dangerous and looked at him like she had a death wish or something.

He didn't know why, but seeing her trying so hard, flaring her nose, when her chubby cheeks were just making her look like an intimidating cat, his lips twitched before he sighed inwardly.

"Do you even know who you are talking to?" Sebastian asked, and the girl in front of him with those expressive amber eyes scoffed.

"Definitely not a president," She mocked him, and a nerve in his forehead ticked at her provocation.

She was surely courting death. Sebastian smirked under the mask, suppressing the urge to pinch her chin and force her to look into his eyes so he could tell her to look clearly.