Arabella Vanderbilt took a deep breath in secret, held her glass of wine, and turned aside, but her sight unintentionally collided with the man in the opposite corner. Her drinking gesture paused for a moment.
Then she turned to face him.
The man's gaze also shifted over, and upon seeing Arabella Vanderbilt, he paused slightly as well before standing up straight and walking away.
An air of distinguished nobility about him.
Well, Isabella's taste couldn't be that bad, could it?
But in other aspects...
Arabella raised an eyebrow and looked towards Isabella Harrison, her previously unpleasant expression now filled with a beautiful smile.
Isn't this quite nice?
"Arabella, you were so fierce just now! That's not at all like how you should treat a life-saver!"
Seeing that it was only the two of them, Rowan Benett couldn't hold back his feelings of being wronged.
Arabella bit her lip, with an emerging desire to punch this guy; what should she do?
"Didn't you have enough milk?"
