284 He was embarrassed, but since the word had been said, he could not argue much. However, Angela stuck out her tongue at Darwin. She was clearly excited. What was she thinking? Clearly, she thought that it would be nice if Darwin was her boyfriend. She had dreamt about this for the past few m
285 The door suddenly opened. A group of four people walked in, each carrying items in their hands. "Mr. Whisltire, my sincere apologies for being late," said the older man with a nervous laugh. "Let me introduce everyone." The group was consisted of two adults, and two young adultsob. However,
286 Who knew they would actually run into each other here today! “Darwin, what are you doing here?” Celia's eyes were deadly. “Darwin, do you know each other?” Mr. Whistlire was now standing next to Darwin. His tone was somewhat dubious as he asked. “Of course I know her, we were classmates in
287 The tension in the room crackled as Angela's revelation sent shockwaves through the Beaufort family and Darwin felt the weight of their scrutiny pressing down on him. But he refused to falter under their judgmental gazes, standing his ground with a calm confidence. Celia's eyes narrowed as she
288 Mr. Beaufort nodded in agreement. "Mark my words, once he gets what he wants, he'll be gone without a trace. It's in his parasitic nature." Angela had heard enough. "How dare you!" she exploded, fury and indignation coloring her cheeks a bright red. "Not one of your derogatory claims holds any
289 Angela’s mother was furious. Her face flushed with anger, she grabbed a glass of hot tea from the nearby table, her hands shaking with rage. "You've caused enough trouble in this restaurant," she hissed, her voice dripping with malice. "It's time you faced the consequences of your deceitful act
290 In the midst of the escalating tension, Mr. and Mrs. Whistlire exchanged nervous glances, realizing the dire situation unfolding before them. With a heavy sigh, Mr. Whistlire took a step forward, his voice trembling with desperation. "Please, Mr. and Mrs. Beaufort, let's not allow this misunde
291 As Mrs. Beaufort observed the tension between Angela and her parents, she interjected with faux concern, her voice dripping with insincerity. "Angela, my dear, perhaps it's time you opened your eyes to the truth before it's too late," she said, her tone laced with a deceptive sweetness. "Why do