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.

my family holds a distinguished status. My elders have always emphasized the

values and thoughts are questionable. I advise you to

ruthless sarcasm and obvious contempt turned

stamped her feet and fled, crying in

G E L A ‘s L I B R A R

glance at Tilda,

glasses on the ground, he bent down to pick them

to pick it up at the same time, their hands accidentally

and he turned

slightly. She withdrew her hand,

took the glasses and handed them to her, only to find Tilda wiping

He was dumbfounded.

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