Joe was roguishly handsome. The formal suit he wore did not conceal that roguish charm; instead, it accentuated it.

His eyes were slightly upturned, and they seemed to hold endless affection. When he gazed at someone, it felt like he could draw their soul into his gaze.

"You don't want to win, so that's losing by default. Summer, it's your choice," Joe said.

Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Joe reached out to support her.

"What... what do you want?" Summer t