His gaze was penetrating, as if he had been listening intently.
The tone, whether intentional or not, seemed a bit lazy, almost teasing.
But how could Ryan Walyon possibly speak to her in such a tone?
He likes someone else, not her.
Ariella Sawyer was stunned for a moment, her face heating up, feeling extremely awkward.
"President Chapman misunderstood, don't take what he says seriously." Unnaturally touching her ear, Ariella quickly lowered her face, burying her head as she started eating.
Ryan Walyon seemed to stare at her for a while before continuing to chat with the other people at the table.
Ariella kept her head down the whole time, afraid of meeting his gaze, and didn't dare to lift her head afterward.
But someone wouldn't let her go easily.
