Arnold Simmons looked over, his narrow and long brows and eyes carrying an innate coldness. Even a hint of a smile only made others feel a chilling sensation, deterring them from approaching carelessly.
He turned to George River, his presence imposing yet his tone calm as he asked, "Is there a problem?"
The man's icy words crashed down, pulling George River's rationality back within the bounds of normalcy. He looked at the person buried in Arnold Simmons's embrace, his lips quirking slightly in self-mockery.
Despite his rising anger towards Arnold Simmons, he forced himself to remain calm, unwilling to show weakness in front of him, "President Simmons should be aware that Hannah used to be my girlfriend, right?"
As soon as these words came out, they caused an uproar.
Some people had heard a bit of gossip beforehand, so they weren't surprised, but there were also those who knew nothing about the matter.
