She hadn't expected that the joke she made would be remembered by Arnold Simmons the whole journey.
"I...I really didn't expect Mr.Simmons to be so interesting...Hahaha..."
Her laughter brought a rosy glow to her cheeks, like ripe cherries on a tree, flushed and shiny, juice splattering when lightly bitten.
But her laughter was indeed a bit annoying.
Arnold Simmons kept a straight face.
He got out of the car, closed the door, and locked it.
His actions were so swift and decisive that they scared the valet who wanted to help and made him stand aside, not daring to approach.
When Arnold Simmons brought Hannah to the door of her room, her eyes were tear-soaked and her gaze red, making it seem like she had been bullied into crying, especially standing beside Arnold Simmons, who emanated an aura of coldness like a formidable presence.
