Upon learning that Juliana Vanderbilt had been bullied in the mall by Arabella, Oliver Timmerman rushed over in haste.
He anxiously opened the car door and got out, but soon spotted two familiar figures not far ahead.
It was Arabella and Isabella Harrison.
Isabella Harrison had already turned and left.
The other two men, however, had their backs to him at the moment, and from their silhouettes alone, he couldn't tell who they were.
Why was Arabella so intimate with that man?
How could she allow another man to hold her?
And, when she had turned around just now, she clearly saw him, but that look in her eyes—
It was devoid of any ripples, indifferent as though she was looking at a stranger.
Even now, in another man's arms facing him, didn't she feel the slightest bit of guilt or panic?
