Chapter 274

Warren approached Sylvia, his face looking like he just swallowed a sour lemon.

The moment he spoke, it was with that familiar tone of someone who's been battered by life.

"Sylvia, are you laughing at me too? In the end, he always seems to have the upper hand."

"Do you have some kind of persecution complex, Mr. Warren?" Sylvia shot back coldly.

"What... what did you call me?"

Warren stared at Sylvia, bewildered.

Sylvia repeated, "Mr. Warren."

"Sylvia, don't be like this. I just..."

"You just noticed my scarf and thought you'd use it to take a jab at Uncle Rupert, right?" Sylvia interrupted, "Don't say you like me. I can't handle that."

With that, she turned to leave.

Warren's eyes darkened as he grabbed her wrist, preventing her from walking away.

me like that. You know how

surrounded by guests, and

had

at

kind where you want to see how deep

Warren, during the live stream, even though you were lurking in

the woman in the

Freya's face into the camera, you even stepped

really think I

tainted, and by

him through me. You don't like me; you like the usefulness of Sylvia. But I am not your trophy

words, Sylvia yanked the scarf from

she had hit a nerve, Warren's anger flared, and his usual facade

in

to add more gossip fodder

valuing his reputation, released Sylvia's

Sylvia made her way out of the hotel

suit open, one hand in his pocket,

smoke ring, his features slightly obscured

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