Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Olivia frowned as she looked at Ethan in dissatisfaction. She had no idea what he was getting at now.

Ethan didn’t say anything as he took a seat next to her.

Krystal walked over to Ethan, looking at him hopefully.”

Sova, can you be my dance partner later?”

“No, I’ve already found a dance partner.” Ethan pointed at Olivia.

Krystal’s expression instantly shifted. “Her?”

“What about her?” Ethan turned to look at Olivia. “Vanessa, let’s go over there to dance.”

“Alright.”

Ethan got up. With one hand behind his back, he gestured an invitation toward Olivia with his other hand. He looked very gentlemanly indeed.

Olivia placed her fingertips on Ethan’s palm. Ethan’s large hand gently closed around hers as if it were a flower.

Olivia’s face was slightly tinted red. This seemed to be her first

whereas she leaned against his

at that moment, they behaved as if they had

were sweating

with Ethan had failed, Yale took the opportunity to approach Krystal. “Krystal,

“No.”

she would get anything she wanted at all costs. She

with Olivia, Krystal refused

the same opinion. He declined the invitations from a few women who asked

young anymore, but you can’t

like you’ve already

were willing,

want no one but Ethan, I think you should give up instead. That man will never

you’d better choose

him to prove you wrong. What about you? Weren’t

I was just worried that she can’t get used to this place all alone.” “Her? Have you ever seen those men looking away from her? Linus, don’t tell me you like the young wife type. No wonder you never