Aiden Grant gave Roy Thompson a cold glance, then took a sip of his coffee: "You've successfully provoked my anger."
What kind of strong female hasn't Eldest Young Master Grant had? If he hadn't taken a liking to that little woman, why else would he be going through so much trouble...
Roy had a suspicion in his heart and blurted out: "You're not really into Lily, are you? You're hitting me this hard because of your possessiveness?"
Aiden snorted lightly, possessiveness? How could random nobodies make him possessive? He was naturally cold, and aside from those he kept in his heart, he couldn't care less if the rest lived or died.
"What are you guys talking about?" Lily Shaw hadn't entered yet, but saw through the window that Roy and Aiden were sitting together. It wasn't very clear from outside, but she could barely see their figures.
