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.

Larson, my family holds a distinguished status. My elders have always emphasized the importance of marrying

and thoughts are

contempt

stamped her feet and fled, crying

‘s L I B

Tilda, the

the ground, he bent down to pick

at

gave Lyndon pause, and he turned his head to look at

withdrew her hand, taking

her, only to find

He was dumbfounded.

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