She decisively refused.
Ethan Sinclair was so angry that he put his hands on his hips, like a bristling cat, his neck fur almost standing on end.
"You rejected it without even looking? Do you know how long we've been preparing? Do you no longer want us? Do you think we're not important anymore?"
Selene Kane raised her eyebrows, her gaze coldly sweeping over his face full of grievance.
"What do you think? Haven't I made myself clear enough?"
Selene Kane's eyes were very cold.
That gaze fell on Ethan Sinclair, making his heart shrink.
He clearly wanted to make her happy, wanted her to see their efforts and changes, wanted her to know that they were willing to change everything for her.
But why was he met with cold faces?
She didn't even want to spare them another glance.
Wasn't it her who used to chase after them?
Humbling herself to please, cautiously approaching, even speaking with a fawning smile.
But now... she was like a different person, coldly unfamiliar to him.
