Henry Amstrong did not speak a word. He titled his head to look at Georgie Clementine, his hand around her waist.

Georgie did not move or struggle. Instead, she allowed Henry to continue holding her. She gazed at Karen Campbell and sighed. “Fine. Karen, this is my first and last time helping you. There’s no next time.”

Upon hearing that, Karen instantly let out a long sigh of relief. Her hammering heart could finally return to her chest now.

The same went for Zayn Tulip, who was standing on