Chapter 11 Our Helper

Their eyes locked, and MG flashed a captivating smile.

"Hi, Apple of Mel's eye," he said, his voice charming.

Hazel's heart raced as she stared, lost for words.

MG sat beside her on the stairs, producing a bandage and handkerchief.

"Lucky you! I've got a bandage," he said, wiping away the blood. "Both new, don't worr