Ellison Davis looked at her. His cold face suddenly had a trace of a smile, but full of coldness. Sage Eudora felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave when staring him.

"He, he is my friend."

She suddenly felt that her explanation was somewhat feeble, and she didn't know how to explain her relationship with Murray Tomson.

She knew they were innocent. But the hardest thing to prove in this world was exactly innocence. Not to mention the fact that each of these photographs had an ulterior motive.

His hand had not even touched her when he had escorted her away, but the angles in each of the photographs were taken by his arm.

And when Kelley Simmons had held her back, he had stepped forward to stand in front of her.

She was still dozens of centimeters away from him, but the picture looked as if she were clinging to him.

Ellison Davis looked at her, coldly sneering, "Friend?"

Sage Eudora's grip loosened and her phone directly fell from her hand onto the ground.

The screen moved, just in time to stop at the picture of Mr. Tomson asking if she was all right.

She looked up slightly, and Mr. Tomson had his head down, angled from behind him, and those who didn't know it thought he was kissing her.

Ellison Davis bent over and picked up the phone, his eyes swept over the photo on the phone, then he looked at her and asked, "Queenie Eudora, what kind of friend is this?"

"No, this is... from a certain angle. I did not touch Mr. Tomson at all!"

She looked up at him in panic. Her eyes were red, but her voice was soft and gentle. It was like a cat's tail brushing against a person's face. It was itchy, but it was hard to breathe.

Ellison Davis looked at her with his twitching eyebrows. He raised his hand to throw his phone to the side. He then twisted his hand to grab her wrist, directly pressing down on her. "Sage, I hate it when people touch my things. Furthermore, you are my girl."

As soon as he said that, she was hopeless.

"No, Mr. Davis, we —"

Finished his talk, he lowered his head and directly kissed her lips.

Sage Eudora was extremely anxious as she turned her head to resist.

"I don't want it, I don't!"

She kept shouting, her thin lips resting on her cheek.

Tears fell from her eyes, falling directly onto Ellison Davis's lips.

He finally stopped and looked straight at her from less than two centimeters away. "I'll give you a chance, Sage."

Hearing his words, Sage Eudora sucked in a breath of cold air. Unknowingly, she mustered her courage and pushed him away.

His black eyes flickered, but he did not say anything.

She reached for her cell phone and slid the photos out, "This photo was obviously taken from Mr. Tomson's side. Look, if Mr. Tomson had his arms around me, I wouldn't have stepped so far on it. "There's the same with this photo. I raised my head slightly. If Mr. Tomson were to kiss me, he wouldn't be able to do so from this angle. These photos were all deliberately taken."

Sage Eudora was really anxious. She spoke a lot in one breath. She remembered something and looked at Ellison Davis timidly. "Mr. Davis, Mr. Tomson and I are really not like this."

He looked at her, then took the phone from her hand again. His other hand was on the back of her head.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

"Mr. —"

Sage Eudora had only said one word before being stopped by him.