Aiden took his eyes off the girl with short hair. He could tell her tone was full of disrespect and arrogance, like she thought she was better than everyone else.
He didn't bother with people like her.
Aiden didn't like trouble.
Time was valuable, and he didn't want to waste it on people who didn't matter.
But the girl walked toward him anyway.
Each step she took, her golden hair swayed gently.
"Hey, are you Aiden?" she asked, standing right in front of him.
Aiden looked at her briefly and said,
"Lot of people here. You clearly know who I am. So why ask?"
The girl frowned and pouted. She clearly wasn't happy with his answer.
"It's my business who I talk to. Why won't you even answer me?" She put her hands on her hips and looked angry.
At that moment, Atlas walked over with a laugh and introduced,
"Aiden, this is Nellie from the Wycliffe Family."
The Wycliffe Family?
Aiden instantly remembered Gareth, who had appeared at the entrance to the hidden realm.
