His expression was somber, the shadows making his features somewhat blurred.
Iris Harris bit her lip and walked over to sit by his side.
Brandan Hyde didn't move at all, just smoked indifferently.
After a while, she finally reached out and gently held his hand that rested at his side.
Even though her kissing technique wasn't very good, did he really have no feelings for her at all?
"Continue."
The man spoke faintly.
Iris Harris was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
The man's tone was harsh: "With that level of understanding, you still expect me to keep you as a mistress?"
Iris Harris bit her lip, feeling a bit wronged, and said, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"..." Iris's face turned red all of a sudden.
