Nora Mocking Chloe

Nora’s exhausted eyes slightly reddened as she processed his casual demand. *So, he expects me to cook for him without a single complaint one last time?* She refused to immediately submit to the familiar routine. Meeting his intense gaze coldly, she suggested, "Go buy some breakfast, it'll save time."

Dante tightly gripped his burning cigarette butt, his knuckles turning white under the strain. H