Chapter: 1132

She set the glass down and wordlessly glared at the man beside her, the culprit of her spill.

What was he up to?

“Are you tired from work? You can‘t even hold a glass steadily,” Brian said with a straight face, his slender fingers pulling some tissues to dry Rosalynn’s damp hand.

Rosalynn wanted to retort, but a tickling sensation in her palm stopped her.

He was tracing her palm.

on earth was he

tease her because she had refused to announce

the table and stepped firmly on his

Mr. Hughes, but I can handle it

furrowed as he looked at her for a

withdraw her leg, but his hand

loss for words, Rosalynn discreetly reached under the table

hand in his, continuing to converse with others as if nothing had happened, his handsome face devoid

could barely contain her rage as she noticed the subtle

same reserved

he become so

dishes, and the

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