"Goldie, don't let beauty blindfold you. Have you forgotten the wisdom passed down by our forefathers? That individual standing before you might just be a wolf in sheep's clothing!"
Goldie whimpered and wagged its tail as if protesting against me dragging it back.
"Pearlie, not all dogs are worth having. Some dogs may appear innocent but could be cunning foxes in disguise." Emerson's meaningful words floated lightly from the side.
I stole a sidelong glance toward Emerson, but my eyes met his frigid, menacing gaze, sending shivers down my spine and forcing me to divert my attention swiftly.
This time around, he's the one who chased after me.
In the live broadcast room,
[Does anyone else feel like there's something going on between Emerson and Cherry, one said wolf while the other said fox?]
[Yes, I have the same feeling. There seems to be a tense atmosphere between them.]
[Could there be some friction between these two?]