Tiana Thorne leisurely looked at her, her seductive eyes drifting like silk.
But in them, there was a coldness that pierced the heart.
Oh ho.
She even started insulting her.
Tiana moved slightly, just about to stand up.
Suddenly, Aiden Shaw stretched out his long arm and pulled her in, his fingers tightening, signaling her not to move.
Tiana was montarily stunned, lowering her gaze to look at him. His deep, chiseled features were enveloped in a chilling air, without a trace of warmth, yet the temperature of his palm was scorchingly hot, almost unreal.
Clearly holding her, but still exuding a cold, ascetic aura.
Indeed, it is precisely n like this who are more alluring.
At the sa ti, Dulcie Warren felt a fear, a genuine inward terror.
Just a look left her at a loss, trying her best to speak with a sweet and warm voice, mimicking that woman’s tone: "Aiden, I..."
"Shut up."
Aiden Shaw interrupted her, his voice deeply indifferent.
Dulcie shuddered with fright, with no trace of her previous arrogance: "I, I just..."
"You’re very noisy." Aiden Shaw showed a hint of impatience between his brows.
Dulcie bit her lip, encountering such a situation for the first ti, regretting not having recognized the situation earlier.
Instinctively, she looked towards the woman wearing sunglasses.
This woman looked so familiar.
Although Mr. Shaw didn’t directly speak up for her, the sudden change in his aura and the cold gaze he directed at her protected her in an unspoken way.
That flirtatious little wench, only knows how to steal other won’s n.
Tiana sensed her hostility and smiled: "Dulcie Warren, is that right?"
Dulcie felt her powerful aura, suddenly feeling like she was the third wheel.
The sensation was uncomfortable, forcing herself to muster confidence: "Yes, I am the partner of the man beside you. Sister, do you really enjoy being a howre—ah!"
Before she could finish, Tiana tossed a cup of coffee in her face.
Dulcie scread and jumped up, her bangs drenched, coffee streaming down her cheeks, ruining her makeup. Her clothes were dirty, leaving her looking utterly miserable.
Tiana’s lips still held a playful smile, but the chill in her eyes deepened.
"You, you actually did this to !" Dulcie intended to yell at her but felt his gaze.
Instead, she quietly complained: "...Aiden, I, I..."
Dulcie bit her lip, feeling extrely wronged, her shoulders trembling, looking as though she was about to burst into tears.
Yet, Aiden Shaw seed oblivious, his dark chestnut pupils reflecting Tiana Thorne’s image.
Tiana stood up from him, using a tissue to wipe the splatter on her hands.
After tossing it into the trash, she leisurely spoke: "Since you called sister, let this sister teach you how to behave today."
Dulcie, both disgraced and angry, looked at her with hostility.
"First, never look down on others."
"Second, don’t take yourself too seriously. Being a date doesn’t an you’re the main wife."
Dulcie felt like an invisible hand slapped her, her face burning with pain.
"Third, it’s not wrong for a young girl to want material things, but first, you need to evaluate your own worth. If you’re not exceptional, how can you expect others to fulfill your material desires?"
Dulcie was left utterly speechless by her words, unable to think of a retort.
Tiana looked at Mr. Shaw, her beautiful eyes gradually revealing a hint of charm.
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