With one hand in his pocket, he slowly walked towards her, his expression a bit icy, his eyebrows sharp, his eyes sparkling, and his features incredibly handsome.
Molly Walker retreated two steps, creating some distance between them.
Seeing her movement, Michael Gallagher's lips curved into a cold, indifferent smile.
Knowing she was here to pick up Bailey Gallagher, he also came. He had been following her all the way, watching her chat and laugh with Bailey, a bit surprised.
He hadn't expected that in just one day, she would win Bailey over.
"Everything with the competition has been handled." He paused, his tone icy, "Don't embarrass me."
Molly did not ask him how he managed it, but hearing his cold tone, she felt a surge of anger: "How about Mr. Gallagher hires someone more competent?"
Michael Gallagher scoffed: "What? You want to back out? Don't forget our bet. You must win this competition."
