"Miss Sanders, don't take it to heart. After all, Mr. Gordon is used to attending such events with all kinds of messy women, so it's only natural for you to make a mistake and misunderstand!"
Ivy Aretha smiled slightly, her tone as natural as can be, as if Michael Gordon was just an ignorant child in her eyes.
Michael Gordon's eyes twitched, and his face darkened. When did he get used to attending such events with all kinds of messy women?
Damn woman, her sarcasm was getting smoother by the day, so much so that she didn't even care about the occasion. Fine, very fine, extremely fine!
"Mr. Gordon, Miss Aretha, I'll go over there for a moment. You guys go ahead!"
Seeing Michael Gordon's face darkened and being blocked by Ivy Aretha's words, Kyla Sanders thought it wouldn't make much sense to stay any longer.
Watching Kyla Sanders walk away, Ivy Aretha chuckled and raised her eyes to look at Michael Gordon with a raised eyebrow, "So this is your bad romance?"
"Ivy Aretha!!"
