Grant was not unfamiliar with the kind of gaze directed at him. He categorized all of them under one term awe. Yet with Bella, he disliked it when she looked at him with fear.

"Mr. Grant, why are you here?" Bella steadied herself, avoiding his deep eyes.

"I heard from Grandpa that you would be coming tonight, so I came to wait for you," Grant said, gazing at her tenderly.

The crowd was stunned.

What did this mean? Was it a subtle yet public confession?!

Could it be that even Young Master Grant had feelings for Bella?

She had once been his younger brother's woman. Did he truly not care or feel repulsed?

ambiguous atmosphere, surged toward the two like sharks

turned intense as he lifted his arm, encircled

that moment was unyieldingly assertive,

slender shoulders trembled while nestled within Grant's hold. She felt as

wanted to free herself from his embrace, but the crowd pressing in around them restrained her, leaving her with no choice but

Justin's sad and aloof figure

turned moist, emotions stirring beneath the

there was a wide chasm that separated

rosy lips trembled, almost calling out his

even one step toward her, she would run to

turned away indifferently, as if he

over her, chilling her to the bone.

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