Belinda Howard was momentarily taken aback; of course she liked him, how could she not?
She forced a smile, a bit bitter, yet still managed to put on a calm façade, "I like both you and Brother Luke!"
Indeed, her notion of liking was just the affection between siblings.
Watching the smile on her face, Isaac Stuart only felt a surge of bitterness in his heart, and couldn't help but bow his head, revealing a bitter smile.
"Belinda, the kind of liking I'm talking about isn't what you're thinking, but rather—"
"Anthony Chambers, wait for me!"
Isaac Stuart was about to clarify, but his words were suddenly cut off by the approaching voice.
Both turned their heads at the sound, only to see two figures, a man and a woman, walking over from the poolside.
In the night, although the moonlight was pale and the lights bright, the distance was such that Belinda could not clearly make out their figures.
But for certain, those two silhouettes were Anthony Chambers and Nathalie Juan.
