Just when Sheila was about to hug Heinrich, a big hand suddenly pressed her forehead.
Sheila stopped abruptly. Her neck was thrown back. And she was unable to move.
"Sheila, behave yourself!"
Archibald suddenly jumped out from behind the man, pressed Sheila's forehead with his big hand, and easily pushed her back again and again.
"Archie, damn you!" Sheila was sent back to the room. She slapped his hand off in anger.
Archibald raised the hand that was hurt by Sheila in front of Heinrich. "Heinrich, look, you should feel lucky that I blocked you. Otherwise, your ribs would have been broken if Sheila rushed over!"
Heinrich lowered his eyes to look at Archibald's hand. His thin pale pink lips curled up slightly. That half-smile was somewhat similar to Ingrid's.
"That's not true. Sheila
