Jealousy had corrupted Yves’ mind.

He thought Rosalie called him because she had noticed something about the fire.

However, he did not expect it was because of something like this.

He had done so much, yet Rosalie did not care about him—not even a little.

If that was the case, he did not mind teaching her a lesson.

With that thought in mind, Yves took his time and slowed down his pace intentionally. He even dawdled by pretending there were mistakes in his calculations.

Since Rosalie was in