Joanna's lips curved again, "What is it?"
Yannick's eyes darted about before stopping on Aria, who was sitting on the sofa. He hesitated for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he spoke with a beaming smile, "It's for this beautiful lady with you."
He walked over, took the bouquet of roses from Joanna's hands, and slowly approached Aria. With a seductive and charming smile on his lips, he spoke in a husky and enticing voice, "Miss, from the moment I saw you, I knew I was smitten. Your beauty and grace have captivated me, driving me mad. These roses represent my feelings for you. Will you accept them?"
After saying this, he handed the roses to Aria and stared at her with deep affection.
Yannick was born with a silver spoon, good looks, and sweet-talking skills. When he tried to please a woman, there was no one who could resist him.
Caught off guard by the confession from such a handsome guy, Aria hesitated for a few seconds and pointed at herself, "These flowers... are for me?"
