Ian Preston, being such a smart person, hit the nail on the head with one sentence.
Thea Lynch's breath halted, her pupils constricted.
Even if it was just a momentary reaction, it was precisely caught by Ian Preston.
It seems he guessed right.
Thea Lynch's face was expressionless, afraid he might notice something. After some thought, she softly said, "No."
Ian Preston stared into her eyes for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed lightly, "Liar."
Thea Lynch: "..."
The man's eyes were dark and profound, as if they could see through everything.
Under his gaze, Thea Lynch's every thought was laid bare before him, with nowhere to hide.
This feeling of having no secrets made Thea Lynch a bit uneasy.
Once again, she was forced into a passive role.
Ian Preston once again took charge of everything, just like in the past.
Back then, Thea Lynch was led by Ian Preston's nose, living in his shadow.
