After Harris left, Carroll put me on a chair and asked with intense eyes, "Did you come to me just to tell me that you've had breakfast?"
I didn't answer.
After being stared at by him for 15 seconds, I was immediately defeated. I stirred my fingers and said, "Well, Mr. Carroll, can you take me to the sea?"
"Heh." Carroll pinched my face. "I knew it. The naughty child can't flatter me for no reason."
"I'm not a naughty child. I'm nineteen!" I murmured in dissatisfaction.
Carroll raised my chin. "Speak louder and say it again?"
The bangs on my forehead were scattered on both sides. I blinked my eyes as if I was trying to please him. "Mr. Carroll, I said you're the best man in the world."
"Best man?" He smirked and asked me, "Am I just the best man?"
"No, no, no, you
