"..." Zoe Yale didn't say a single word and was thrust into the eye of the storm.
She originally didn't want to argue with Aria Rowe because she was just a fake girlfriend, and she had no interest in such jealousy and squabbles.
But Charles White said that if she couldn't beat Aria Rowe, he wouldn't give her cake...
Wuwu, her cake...
She had barely managed to resist bowing for a piece of cake, yet Aria Rowe was still aggressively pressing her.
Didn't she know Zoe was already enduring it with great difficulty?
Zoe Yale lifted her head, looking at the disdainful eyes of those around her, and met Aria Rowe's calculating gaze, causing an inexplicable surge of anger in her Chest.
If it's a competition, then it's a competition. It's just a violin.
Zoe's large Eyes blinked, and she reached out to grab Charles White's tie, leaning into his embrace.
"Just saying, one piece is not enough, at least three!" Zoe said in a low Voice, gritting her teeth.
