Chapter 288 I'm Not Worth It

• Maggie's eyes swelled with a sour sensation as she fixed them on the man on the screen.
• He was disheveled, as he was still in the same suit he wore the day they went to watch the competition. His beautiful eyes were tinged with the red of sleeplessness, and his hair was messy from a night without rest, coupled with the weariness from travel. It added a rare disheveledness to his appearance.
• Nevertheless, despite this, the tension in his expression intensified like churning like a stormy cloud, and the icy aura radiating from him was hard to suppress. The once fierce and controlled malice he had previously held back now surfaces prominently. His dark eyes gleamed with a cold, murderous gaze, akin to that of a demon wandering on earth.