Chapter 616 You're Not My Man

At that moment, Beauty profoundly realized that she did not want Daniel to die; she did not want the country bumpkin to perish. She only intended to tease him, not to wish him dead. After all, without him, who would she have to toy with? If he were gone, she would lose the amusement he provided. As Beauty waited anxiously, a flash of gold flickered at the exit. Then, a casually whistling figure with hands in pockets emerged from the Inferno, nonchalantly sauntering out. Who else could it be but Daniel? Beauty, initially relieved, quickly became irate. That damned country bumpkin, always so lucky—how could he not have perished in the flames? Now, she felt the urge to kick him right back into the fire and watch him burn anew. With a frosty expression and arms folded, Beauty watched Daniel approach, betraying a mischievous smile. His reaction only heightened her irritation. “Dear, you seem so disappointed, as if you were eagerly hoping your man—that’s me—would get burned alive. And no