59. Panic

"You have to succeed in helping us catch Seth with as little risk as possible," Grace said as if challenging.

In an instant, Emily's tension faded. "Aren't I helping now? I'm the bait here."

"You think being bait is enough? Don't be a burden anymore! Don't be a weak crybaby because I hate that kind of girls the most. Can you do it?"

Emily's chin rose to press against her lips. "I'm not a crybaby. Isn't it normal to cry when someone we love gets hurt? But this time, Cayden won't suffer again, right? So, I won't cry."

"Then you really can't be weak."

"I'm not weak. I even managed to defeat three girls who intended to bully me in France."

"Your opponent is Seth. He's a bad guy, not a soft bully girl."

Emily frowned. She was annoyed not only because of Grace's judgment, but also her resemblance to Louis.

"You see this?" Emily opened her bag, showing all the weapons she was carrying. "I may be outmatched by Seth, but I know how to protect myself. I've learned from the last