Abigail's words made Sophie and Lena also laugh uncontrollably.
At this time, a mocking voice sounded behind them, "Don't you look at yourself? You even like Master Brandon, do you deserve it?"
Abigail, "..."
Among the lovely girls, there were always some discordant voices.
Sophie's face sank, "We don't deserve it, but you do?"
"Hmph, of course, our Bertha is more deserving." Duncan said proudly, glancing at the beautiful girl beside him.
Only then did Abigail and the others notice that there was a stunningly beautiful girl with an outstanding temperament sitting beside Duncan. She had a pair of enchanting eyes, a face as small as a palm, and her makeup was incredibly exquisite, attracting many boys around to look over from time to time.
Bertha gently tugged on Duncan's hand, "Duncan, Master Brandon has a fiancée, don't say such things, it's inappropriate."
