"How could there be nothing between us?"
A wicked smirk played on Leona Grant's lips. His cold, dark eyes fixed on her, a hint of helpless indulgence flickering within them. "We've already slept together, yet you say there's nothing between us? Annabelle Linton, you get your fun, pull up your pants, and then pretend you don't know me? Is that it? I really don't know what to do with you. But I have to admit, your performance every single time leaves me..."
"Shut up!" Annabelle Linton's eyes widened in shock as she listened to his vulgar words.
She instinctively glanced at Aaron Wyatt and saw him staring expressionlessly at Leona Grant.
When Leona Grant saw Annabelle Linton glance at Aaron Wyatt, a frosty glint flashed in his eyes.
'Even at a time like this, she's still worried about Aaron Wyatt's feelings, is she?'
'Fine.'
'Just fine!'
