114 - Hidden Manipulator

“What?!. Why would you do that?.”

Lola’s face was flushed with both mortification and anger as she looked up at Noah with accusing eyes. Her little wooden box was so precious to her that she let no other person do as much as peek into it, not even Aria was allowed to open it. So how dare he?!.

Noah raised an eyebrow, secretly enjoying her distress. “That’s no way to thank me for bringing your little box all the way here.” He said trying not to chuckle at the various manifestations on her face which he found funny.

“But still..” Lola muttered with a frown, she felt wronged. He had indeed done her a favor by bringing it over but it was no excuse to invade her privacy.

“What?.” Noah questioned and leaned forward, a proud grin on his face. “Want to say something?.”

Lola swallowed as her breath hitched. He was way taller and his bent posture made his ruffled hair fall to his handsome face. Noah’s eyebrows were full and bristly and His dark eyes held a glint of mischief in them.

Suddenly a