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.

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

woman whose values and thoughts are questionable. I

obvious contempt turned Ivy into an

her feet and fled, crying

E L A ‘s L I B R A R

a glance at Tilda, the coldness on his

he bent down to pick them

up at the same time, their hands

pause, and he turned

slightly. She withdrew

them to her,

He was dumbfounded.

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