Travis Miller slightly narrowed his eyes, the voice that came out of his mouth froze the air.
"Where are you going?"
Abigail Hemsworth didn't pretend to be clueless, turned around, and looked at Travis Miller, "Naturally, to make space for the guests..."
She suddenly paused, a surprised smile appearing in her eyes and brows, "Mr. Miller, I believe... I have no obligation to entertain your social gatherings, right?"
Even just a faint smile made that face truly bright and beautiful.
However, that smile seemed as fake as it could get.
"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."
The moment the smile fell as she turned, Arabella Vanderbilt watched as the man who had been sitting there as steady as a rock suddenly stood up. Swirling with cold wrath, he followed her raised gaze, exuding an overwhelming presence that disappeared just as quickly.
Joel Russo at this moment wrapped his arm around her shoulder, his palm gently caressing.
