"I don't need it!" Charlotte Green pushed away, rejecting him coldly.
Kevin Cliff's gaze became even more incisive, piercing her until she couldn't bear it and accepted the room card before he relented.
Dominating!
Charlotte tossed the card carelessly into her bag, grumbling to herself.
She had always known that when he really grew cold and glared at someone, his gaze was terrifying, and probably no one in the world could withstand his authoritative and intimidating eyes. Of course, except for his Little Abigail, since he would never glare at her with that terrifying look.
After that, Kevin Cliff brought her to Boutique Street to pick out a few baby items without asking for her consent, and only after having dinner did the two of them part ways.
She really couldn't understand more and more; what exactly did he want?
She didn't want to believe that he was the kind of man who played between two women, although he had the means to do so, she was convinced that he wouldn't!
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