"No, please! I'm truly scared. If there's another face-off, I can't handle it. The spats those socialites have are even more intense than the arguments between market ladies. I'm afraid I'll lose a layer of skin."
Ariel Morris laughed, "Who can be your match? Last time at Third Haynes' party, your skills were a revelation. Nicole, where did you learn them? I'd like to learn too, so if any of those butterflies try to hover around your brother, I can take them out with one move!"
Nicole's smile froze for a moment but quickly returned to normal, "The person who taught me... I can't last a few moves against him."
"That's impressive!" Ariel Morris praised.
The door of the CEO's office opened, and Arlo Seys walked out with an indifferent expression. When he saw the roses on Nicole's desk, he furrowed his brow, "Who sent these?"
Nicole answered honestly, "Third Young Master Haynes sent them."
