Chapter 116 An Unyielding Spirit

• Sabrina absentmindedly touched her chin before snapping her fingers, a mischievous spark in her eyes. "I like someone like you—so well-behaved. I love that."
• As she spoke, she couldn't resist reaching over to pinch Finnley's cheek. It was a habit she had indulged in when he was younger, back when his face had been soft and flawless, almost doll-like in its charm.
• Now that Finnley was grown, the softness had been replaced by more defined features, and Sabrina couldn't help but let out a wistful sigh at the change.