But Tilda didn’t seem particularly interested in Lyndon, remaining composed and reserved during their encounter.

Lyndon brushed Ivy’s hand away and whispered, “What is going on?”

With a bashful smile, Ivy inquired, “Hey Lyndon, can you hang out tomorrow? I want to treat you to a meal.”

“I’m afraid I can’t make it,” Lyndon replied.

“How about the day after tomorrow?” Ivy inquired once more.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

With a sharp gaze, Lyndon cut to the chase, asking, “Miss Larson, do you have a crush on me?”

exposed, Ivy nervously adjusted a strand of hair by her ear and

sorry, I’m not into you. Please don’t invest your time

cut her off and walked

vanished, and she quickly called after

your own family. Our families are also close friends, and my family background may be more suitable for you than Rosanna’s.

brought up Rosanna, Lyndon’s face showed a slight shift

should

continued walking, but

he asked, “Do I

rejection, Ivy asked desperately, “Do you have

Lyndon’s expression darkened further.

It’s not your concern whom I’m

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