"You're already engaged, why are you two still being so polite here?"
As soon as she uttered this, the atmosphere in the entire living room plunged into deathly silence.
Isabella Harrison had just stepped into the villa from outside; hearing these words, her steps halted right there!
Arabella Vanderbilt paused for two seconds, slowly shifting her gaze to Rosy Roberts, her voice cold and indifferent.
"Engaged couple? Who are you talking about?"
The smile on Rosy Roberts' lips didn't falter a bit, "Naturally, it's you and Viscount Reis."
Reis stood there, in a suit with English style, gentlemanly and elegant, with well-defined features and deep eyes. If judged individually, he was indeed a handsome man, a gentlemanly and elegant handsome man, at that.
"Arabella, I like you a lot. You are my ideal Viscountess."
Arabella moved her gaze from Rosy Roberts to Reis, suppressing the anger in her heart, she forced a cold smile.
"Viscount, you might be disappointed; I have a fiancé."
