While she was thinking about all this, unconsciously, her facial expression turned from a nonchalant one to an angry one. "Are you angry?" a soft, low, deep and magnetic voice whispered in her ear. Maggie, Benjamin and Monica all looked at the direction of the voice. Cain was seated across from them at the table, a plate of food set in front of him.
Instinctively, Benjamin looked around. He saw that Edgar and Claire were sitting at another table together. He turned back to glare at Cain. 'Why is he here? And what is he smiling at? Is he framing us?' he thought.
Maggie, on the other hand, didn't think the same as Benjamin did. She looked at the man in front of her, who was extremely handsome but kind of a devil as a training instructor. "Shouldn't I be angry?" she asked innocently.
Once again, his lips curled up a little in a faint smile. "Hmm. You should be," he answered with a nod. "Then why don't you explain?"
A glimmer of cunning flashed in Maggie's eyes. "Mr. Nan..." she prolonged his name, which sounded terrifying to Benjamin and Monica, who were watching their friend and Cain talk it out. Suddenly, Maggie placed a hand over Cain's on the table, which caused gasps to emit from the students. "The more I try to explain to them, the more they'll disbelieve me and the more they'll believe the rumor. The most effective way to break a rumor is to create a more efficient rumor. Do you think so, sir?"
Cain lowered his eyes to look at her hand, which was different from the hand of any girl he had touched before. Their hands were either soft and smooth or covered with calluses because they carried guns. Maggie's hand was not soft, but there was no calluses either.
His smile deepened. He raised his eyes again to meet hers. "Hmm, that is a good idea," he said, his gaze growing more intense, as if he was going to absorb her into his world. In a soft and distant voice, he added slowly, "But you'd better not try everything so easily. Otherwise, perhaps it would not be easy for you to get away." His smile turned from an attractive, evil-like smile to a smile that seemed gentle and pampering.
Maggie felt like she had gotten an electric shock. She withdrew her hand, pursed her lips and looked at Cain. Fear could be seen in her eyes. She had never had such a feeling, not even when she carried out the mission together with Edgar in A City. How could it be?
Cain smiled and then looked at Maggie again with his deepened gaze. "Enjoy yourself," he said mysteriously. Then he glanced at Monica and Benjamin before getting up to walk over to Edgar and Claire's table nonchalantly.
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