Daniel Marshall's deep orbs passed over a nearly invisible fluctuation, forcibly suppressing the tearing sensation within his heart.
Just as he had suspected, Olivia Jenkins had indeed lowered her stance and compromised, but there was no joy in him, his handsome face flashing a moment of cold sharpness.
"All of this in just one night, have you figured everything out? Or do you need more time?"
Olivia Jenkins' expression held a hint of scorn and sarcasm, her tone coolly retorting: "No need, I know exactly what I'm doing, and I have to do it."
A feeling indescribable filled Daniel's heart, causing emotional waves to surge under his gloomy gaze.
Suddenly, Olivia Jenkins laughed derisively.
"I remember you didn't hesitate when you pressed me to compromise before. Now that I've come to you voluntarily to talk and compromise, why are you having second thoughts?"
This woman truly had no heart!
She was still like a hedgehog, stabbing him with her spines.
