"Bianca Aretha!" Sienna Harrison was angry but couldn't help but soften upon seeing the adorable face in her arms, unable to lash out, "That uncle isn't suitable!"
"But I think he's quite suitable, he's very handsome!" The little one spoke while blinking her clear big eyes, which resembled Ivy Aretha's, at the triumphant Jaysen Smith, "But don't be too smug, Uncle. Although I agree with you, I don't approve of your method, so step aside. We need to supervise the battle!"
Jaysen Smith: "..."
Elsewhere, Ivy Aretha elegantly sipped on the red wine that Michael Gordon had ordered while a faint smile spread across her face, "Mr. Gordon, the show is over. Pay the bill and you can leave!"
Seeing Ivy eating elegantly and giving orders naturally, Michael Gordon couldn't help but twitch the corner of his eye. This woman really had a strong taste and guts, daring to order him to pay and to leave.
