Mr. Mysterious slowly got close to her and sat beside her. Then he gently took her hand and comforted her with a soothing voice, “I see. You are not afraid of this tie. You are afraid because you thought I was Cristofer, right?”

After a few seconds, Estelle nodded slowly.

Mr. Mysterious chuckled and flicked her forehead. “How is it possible? You think too much.”

Estelle also felt that she had overreacted just now. She sighed slightly and said, “Sir, I really hope the cooling-off ...