Chapter 1889 Mood… Killed...

Aristotle suddenly turned serious as he said, “I’m not afraid. I like how you used to be. If I really end up not being able to find a girlfriend, you’ll just have to pay by giving yourself to me then. That’s what Aunt Tiffany has always expected anyway.” Although he may seem to be joking, he still managed to make Cynthia’s heart skip a beat. As she panicked, her tongue seemed to have twisted together and was unable to utter a word for a while. Aristotle squinted his eyes and suddenly inched close to her face. “I see that you’re still the same as you were in the past. You’d begin to stutter the moment you got nervous and wouldn’t be able to say a word for a while…” Aristotle’s voice had a hint of seductiveness in it, which caused Cynthia to be stunned again. Ever since they were kids, Cynthia’s biological brother, Plato, was the most unreliable one. On the other hand, Aristotle was quiet but gentle towards her and had always been very orthodox. However, at that very moment, Aristotl