"Ms. Aria, you've really misunderstood me. I may harbor some wicked intentions, but I lack the audacity to act on them. You're the lofty Ms. Aria, while I'm merely a humble worker. Even if I fancy you a little, to put it rudely, I'm just a toad who dreams of feasting on swan meat,"
The man look at her with eyes full of careful calculation, in which his admiration for her and his self-acknowledged lowliness were hidden. For an instant, Vanessa Aria was somewhat touched.
This momentary flutter was not moved by his words, but rather her vanity, basking in pride.
No woman dislikes having admirers; this just proves her irresistible charm.
It's not like she had no admirers.
Vanessa Aria slightly raised her chin, portraying the haughty demeanor of a mistress. She cast a sidelong glance at the man in front of her.
"Mr. Brian, not a single word from your mouth is true. How could I trust a sly and smooth talker like you?"
