Chapter 1125 Used to Be an Athlete

Anthony stared at Solomon coldly. "There's more than meets the eye with you. Why did you approach her?"

Anthony's eyes bore a frigid chill, and their icy gaze locked on Solomon. Tension etched his face, making it evident that he regarded the latter as his arch-nemesis.

Solomon's brow furrowed deeper, feeling as though his arms might crumble under Anthony's grip. But he remained calm. "My purpose? Well, she's pretty," he replied.

Anthony gritted his teeth.

The atmosphere within the dessert house grew increasingly tense, causing a palpable unease among the staff members. They didn't know how to react.

Helena butted in, "Let's bring this outside. You're disrupting their business."

Anthony's eyes flickered at her words before he let go of Solomon's arm.

The three of them walked out of the dessert house.

Although the blazing sun was glaring down at them, the air between them was bone-chilling.

Solomon looked at Helena's tightly knitted brows. "Why don't you find a place to rest fo