"What exactly are you trying to say?" Kyle Kinston's tone carried a hint of impatience, and his phoenix eyes, staring at Francine Howards, made her heart skip a beat.
"I heard that a few nights ago, you brought a woman back to your residence. Is that woman someone you know?" she asked, though her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were fixed on him, seemingly afraid of missing any trace of his expression.
Kyle Kinston's gaze suddenly turned icy. "It seems your information is quite accurate. You actually know about me bringing a woman back home."
Francine Howards' heart gave a sudden jolt, and she quickly said, "Several people saw it, I... I found out unintentionally."
"Is that so?" He snorted coldly, "You'd better not investigate too much into my affairs, and regarding future news reports, it would be best not to let me see any more suggestions that you are my fiancée. I've said it before, you are not the woman I will fall in love with!"
