Rory even felt that Levin would rush out the next second and scold the people outside who were watching her.
"I asked them to do it. Don't forget that this is also your order." He coldly glared at her while retrieving the sharp object from her hand.
"Don't touch such a dangerous thing again," Levin fiercely said before throwing the knife out.
Rory wiped her hands. They were stained with the apple juice, which was very sticky. Levin's threat did not affect her.
"Rory, I don't know whether it's my illusion, but I feel that you're a little different from before," Levin said.
Rory didn't even look at him. She just looked out of the window uninterestedly. It must have taken Levin a lot of effort to buy that seaside villa. Through that window, she could see the full view of the sea.
"What's the difference?" she asked nonchalantly.