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    Robin felt the intensity of their focus zeroing in on his hands, their stares sharp and predatory—it sent a cold shiver crawling down his spine. Why did it feel like they were plotting to hack off his hands?


    “Pesky…” Robin muttered under his breath, nearly letting the word “woman” slip, but he caught himself just in time. Under both men’s watchful stares, he ducked behind Christina, his voice small andced with mock fear. “Christina, they look really scary.”


    Christina blinked,pletely thrown off. What on earth had gotten into Robin? Dn and Elliott exchanged looks, just as taken aback. A single, shared thought ran through both their minds. They’d just stumbled upon a sly, slippery rival.


    “Why do I feel like you’re the scarier one?” Christina lifted a brow, a wry smile tugging at her lips.


    “No way! Me? Scary? Come on. Compared to them, I’m harmless,” Robin replied in a rush, throwing up his hands in fake protest.<fnc6d6> The source of th?s content is </fnc6d6>


    Dn’s and Elliott’s lips curved into faint smirks. Christina’s response was surprisingly satisfying.


    “Don’t mind him. He’s just a big kid at heart,” Christina said to Dn and Elliott with a light chuckle.


    Their smiles instantly dropped. She was clearly siding with Robin. It made them feel slightly ufortable. But they wouldn’t let any irritation slip in front of Christina, so they redirected their icy stares back at Robin, their gazes sharp enough to pierce skin.


    “Christina, look at their eyes!” Robin whispered. His tone was so sugary-sweet that it made even him gag a little, but he had to y the part for now. He needed to secure his position first—everything else could wait.


    Christina nced up. Dn and Elliott’s initially frosty expressions melted into warm, almost doting ones. “Their eyes seem fine to me,” she said, her brows slightly furrowed as she turned her gaze back to Robin. What was with himtely? Something about his sudden shift didn’t sit right.


    “They’re just putting on a show. Real quick to switch it up,” Robin muttered with a scoff. But before he could finish the thought, the two men shot him death res that could’ve stopped a heart.


    Robin met their lethal stares without blinking, a smirk dancing on his lips like he was daring them to make a move.


    “Alright, let’s catch up with Davina and the others, and then grab some dinner to celebrate,” Christina suggested.


    “Okay,” the three men responded at once, eager to stick close to Christina. But there were only two spots beside her. Even though they looked calm on the outside, they were quietly elbowing each other for position.


    In the end, Robin lost the silent battle and was pushed out of the running. Annoyed, he fought with the air behind their backs.


    “Well, well, seems like you’ve got quite the charm, drawing men like moths to a me out here,” a voice sneered from behind.


    Christina didn’t need to lift her eyes to know who it was—her irritating ex-husband. She nced up slowly, her lips curling into a cool, calcted smile. “Well, if it isn’t my ex! You keeping tabs on me again? Starting to think you’ve fallen back in love.”


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