Anna's POV
I still had the slap mark on my face, so I didn't dare go back to Shaw Estate and remained back at Golden-leaf Manor.
I was halfway through my evening skincare routine when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up with "Mom" and I hesitated before answering.
"Annie, darling," my mother's cheerful voice filled the room. "I have wonderful news! An old friend of mine has a son about your age, and we thought it would be lovely if you two met for dinner tomorrow. He's such a charming young man with excellent prospects—"
"Let me just be clear - if you're trying to set me up, just say so. Don't use these flimsy excuses. You're my mother, for God's sake. You really think you can pull one over on me?" I pressed the speaker button on my phone, not bothering to hide the irritation in my voice.
