His Unveiled Passion

Summer was grinning when she asked again, "Who's got the Ace of Hearts?"

Stephen's demeanor had turned extremely frigid while Marissa pursed her lips and revealed her card.

The silence in the room was deafening.

Stephen's face was dark when he looked at Marissa coldly. Everyone could sense the waves of anger rolling off Stephen's body and didn't dare say a word.

Tessa let out a mocking laugh suddenly. She pinned Summer with an icy gaze and said, "Ms. Heatherson, you sure make great choices."

Summer stuck her tongue out at Tessa before a grin broke across her face. She matched Tessa's gaze steadily. "It's just a coincidence."

Marissa looked at Tessa with a troubled expression. "Tessa, I'm so sorry. Summer didn't know that you've gotten back together with Stephen. Let me apologize in her stead."

"It looks to me that Ms. Heatherson doesn't feel a shred of remorse," Tessa said, not even bothering to temper her icy expression.

"Why are you apologizing to her, Marissa?" Summer asked. "We didn't do anything wrong. It's just a game, isn't it? Everyone else is playing along, so why does she have to be the exception?"

Marissa's face darkened. She felt like she was caught between a rock and a hard place.

a cold one. "What are you trying to say, Marissa? I'm trying to help you! Everyone knows that you've liked Stephen for years. Why would you let

She yelled, "I don't need your

"Look me in the eye

down, she wanted to kiss Stephen. But there was no way she could ever

ruining the mood." Marissa turned to look at everyone and apologized. "You can continue playing." She then grabbed Summer and

me!" Summer yelled. "I can't stand your fake act any longer! Why on earth would you

to rant even as Marissa dragged her away. "I gave you an opportunity out of the goodness of my heart. How dare you turn my kindness around and call me

way to the exit. Summer never once stopped running her mouth. "I know you're trying to act like a saint, but why would you ask his girlfriend to bring Stephen onto the ship

at Summer before saying, "You're wrong, Summer. I don't have any impure intentions that can see the fight

Tessa to invite him as well to make up for

completely serious, and

today onward, I, Marissa Scott, am no longer

clicked her tongue, wearing a look of disdain on her face. She followed Marissa and left

to the room

"It's time for dinner!

My stomach's already growling from hunger,"