Annabelle Linton looked at Mia Holloway hesitantly, unsure of what to do.
Mia Holloway saw Annabelle's pleading look and gave her a gentle push. "Annabelle, go and apologize to Quentin. Everything I told you is true."
Annabelle sighed, took the glass of wine, and approached Quentin Holland.
The moment Quentin Holland saw Annabelle, he shot to his feet, looking as if he couldn't stand the sight of her.
"Quentin..." Annabelle put down her glass, her head bowed as she tugged on the hem of his shirt.
Quentin tried to walk away, but Annabelle held him back, her voice low. "Quentin, please don't ignore me..."
As Annabelle spoke, she remembered what Mia had said, and her eyes began to well up. "I know how much you've looked out for me all these years, and I know you're the person who cares about me most in this world. But Quentin... I'm not a child anymore..."
"So, Annabelle Linton, that gives you the right to be this willful?"
