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.

she realized that Marissa was being serious, her expression morphing into 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

turned indignant. She yelled, "I don't need your

Summer barked out a condescending laugh. "Look me in the eye and tell me that you don't

her in a tough spot. She couldn't deny that deep down, she wanted to kiss Stephen. But there was no

at everyone and apologized. "You can

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

even as Marissa dragged her away. "I gave you an opportunity out of the goodness of

her mouth. "I know you're trying to act like a saint, but

freeze in her footsteps. She shot a glacial glare at Summer before saying, "You're wrong, Summer. I don't have any impure intentions that can see the fight of day. I admit that still like Stephen, but I'm not going to stoop

him as well to make up

serious, and she meant every word she

onward, I, Marissa Scott, am no

clicked her tongue, wearing a look of disdain on her face.

restored to the room

silence by saying, "It's time for dinner! Let's grab a bite

already growling from hunger," Naomi added.