Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on Olivia Jenkins.
Olivia Jenkins calmly continued eating, her face showing no change of expression, her eyes void of any emotional fluctuation.
She didn't make a fuss to defend herself, casually sipping her soup, casually scooping up more food as if she didn't have a care in the world.
As if even if Beverly Hills got bombed, she would remain unphased.
Bella Thompson was quietly giggling, a sneer flashed across her cunning eyes. She looked forward to seeing how long Ms. Jenkins could hold up against the pressure.
Daniel Marshall's handsome face, as if carved by celestial beings, displayed no expression. One could never guess what he was thinking.
He was also calmly eating his food as if the fire wasn't burning him.
When both Olivia Jenkins and Daniel Marshall refrained from commenting, treating him as if he was invisible, Alexander Marshall's eyes darkened, his face sharpened like a blade.
