Walden Abrams, upon receiving the items sent by the jewelry store owner, had intended to cradle them in gratitude to Alla and to show them off on the side.
Little did he know that Davies would be here; it's such misfortune!
The symmetrical smile on Walden Abrams' face collapsed, "Alla, your intentions are far from pure!"
Why bring such a frigid statue to the celebration? How shall we revel in its chilly embrace later?
The designers trailing behind Walden Abrams, upon sighting that man brimming with icy intent, found their smiles freeze at the corners of their mouths.
They didn't even dare to enter, lingering at the doorway, nudging each other: "You go in first, no, you first..."
Alla glanced at the designers who dared not enter, then at Casiano, who exuded an intimidating aura.
Swallowing nervously, she whispered, "Perhaps you should step out first; I'll get them settled and then accompany you to the hospital?"
