Thinking like this, her smile became even more radiant, and her gaze towards Maxim Ford grew tender and affectionate.
Amidst everyone's confusion, Maxim introduced Margarett Vance to the media friends with a calm voice, lacking much emotion: "She's my junior, Margarett Vance, here by my invitation to attend the banquet."
Margarett's smile froze for half a second on her face, but only for that moment before she regained her usual composure.
Why was it like this?
Why, even to this extent, was he still unwilling to let her help him?
Could it be that he had another way to prove his innocence?
His introduction was so cold, devoid of any sentiment, like a slap harshly landing on her face, stinging painfully.
Her long-held pride turned to ashes in this moment; she had tried so hard, why was she still worthless in his eyes?
He never looked at her with a trace of warmth.
Tiana Thorne's lips curled slightly; no one noticed the change in her expression, but she saw everything clearly.
