Taya didn’t expect Amon to be the focus of Griffon’ attention, so she couldn’t help but feel a little amused.

“Why are you jealous of the men I come into contact with?”

Griffon on the couch had a tense expression, but he wasn’t relaxed at all. His eyes were as clean as snow but tinged with complex thoughts.

He was so silent that Taya, sitting opposite her, slowly withdrew the smile from her lips and looked at him nervously.

“I didn’t contact Amon. When I was on the phone ...