Lily Shaw, having changed into a casual dress, stared blankly at the red booklet in Aiden Grant's hand. The photo on the booklet was one she had never seen, the photo showed a face full of collagen, quite different from her currently thin face.
Beside her, the man did not hide his joy at all, his mouth curling upwards; it wouldn't be impolite to say that Eldest Young Master Grant had a silly smile.
She secretly lifted her eyes to glance at the man, only to discover his gaze had been focused on her the whole time, that intense gaze seeming to be looking at his treasure.
Lily Shaw shuddered slightly; she was startled by this terrifying thought.
Even with a cold expression, he was unbearably handsome; he curled his lips, slowly stood up in front of her, and unceremoniously pulled her into his arms.
This forceful and domineering act, coming from such a handsome man, strangely did not make Lily Shaw feel repulsed.
