"Then... is there no follow-up? Hmm?"
Eva Nightingale was still very curious about her uncle's bromance!
He had just confirmed the saying: 'It seems that nowadays all good-looking people like handsome guys.'
"What follow-up!" His eyes turned cold; he had never noticed she was so gossip-hungry.
...
The two were chatting over there.
Meanwhile, on the balcony of the detached villa, Liam Coldwell put away the eightfold scope he was holding.
"President Liam..." His subordinate didn't really understand what he was doing...
They had already called off the engagement!
The engagement was called off; could you stop spying on others?
Liam Coldwell turned his head and looked at his assistant behind him: "Are you that idle?"
"No, no, no… President Liam, I spoke out of turn!" The subordinate, driven by a strong survival instinct, quickly said, "I'll leave now."
