"Bro?"
Just from that single word, Mia Grant could somehow hear shock, confusion, and a hint of... excitement?
'No need to look. It has to be Ian Sinclair!'
That single word was a rude awakening.
Mia Grant tried to push Felix Sinclair away, but a hand on her waist pressed her back against him.
She couldn't let Ian Sinclair see her now.
Otherwise, it would be a total disaster!
Mia Grant could only bury her face in Felix Sinclair's chest, grabbing the hem of his shirt in a fluster.
At this distance, she could even clearly hear his deafening heartbeat, which seemed to be speeding up.
Felix Sinclair didn't want his younger brother to recognize Mia Grant either.
It wasn't that he was worried about some so-called disaster...
He just... didn't want him to.
"Don't move," Felix Sinclair whispered in her ear.
He held the person in his arms tighter in a clearly possessive posture, looking past her to meet Ian Sinclair's gaze.
