Ivy’s expression shifted, quickly masking her previous boldness.

“Lyndon.”

“Miss Ivy Larson, I hardly know you. Please address me as Mr. Fernandez.”

Lyndon released Ivy’s wrist and uttered in a frigid tone.

Ivy extended her hand to grasp his, her expression one of distress.

“Lyndon, I truly have feelings for you, so I…”

Lyndon’s icy gaze met hers, the chill in his eyes causing Ivy’s hand to freeze midair. Eventually, she pulled back her hand in an awkward motion.

a distinguished status. My elders have always emphasized the importance of marrying a

I cannot consider a woman whose values and thoughts are questionable.

and obvious contempt turned Ivy

and

A ‘s L

a glance at Tilda, the

the glasses on the ground, he

at

and he turned his head to

face shifted slightly. She withdrew her hand, taking a

handed them to her, only to

He was dumbfounded.

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