Anna Jadwin tried to take the opportunity to escape, but her ankle was grabbed by a large hand—
Raphael Bailey casually glanced at Anna Jadwin, and his gaze froze. Her face was extremely pure, and her big eyes flickered …
The feathered dress accentuated her fair skin, like a big snowflake of ice cream.
Raphael Bailey was so startled that he almost lost his balance, his facial expression exaggerated.
"...Oh my, is this Anna Jadwin, the beauty version?"
Anna Jadwin's face suddenly changed. Was his eyesight poisoned?
"Mr. Bailey, the master is looking for you for an important matter." Nanny Boltie walked down the stairs, her face anxious.
Wayne Bailey paused, his deep gaze fixed on Anna Jadwin, the intense heat in his eyes almost suffocating: "Wait for me."
Anna Jadwin rolled her eyes, angrily blowing her bangs up: Get lost!
"I have something to say to you." He hooked her bangs with his finger.
