Isabella Xyler rolled her eyes in an unladylike manner.
"All you do is keep us in suspense all day long."
Mason Quinn chuckled abruptly, "Bella, I've suddenly realized that the longer you hang out with Claire Green, the more feisty you become."
After those words.
Silence started to spread.
Everyone exchanged glances, giving Mason a "you're so brave" look.
Mason suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He slowly turned his head to see the girl staring at him intently.
In an instant.
The smile on Mason's face stiffened, and he subconsciously moved aside, trying to use George Xyler's body to block the girl's gaze.
Who would have thought.
George Xyler saw through his intention, walked away with an amused expression, leaving him exposed.
"Seems like Mason isn't satisfied with my temperament."
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a slight arc.
A lazy tone slipped from her lips, carrying a hint of roguishness.
