"Luke Anderson, what are you humming?" Maggie Barnes asked unhappily, turning to look at Luke Anderson.
The result of her glance almost startled her.
Just now, this man had his eyes closed, resting, without giving her an extra glance after boarding the car.
At some point, he had already turned his gaze over.
At this moment, he was staring straight at her with his deep, unfathomable cold eyes.
His icy and sharp gaze was akin to frost.
Facing this kind of Luke Anderson, Maggie Barnes suddenly felt a little hoarse.
And Luke Anderson, looking at Maggie Barnes' fair, slightly anxious face.
His dark, cold eyes narrowed in displeasure.
Indeed, she's just like a little wild kitten—not yet tamed—when she talks to Robert Chamberlain, she uses a soft voice, with a sweet smile.
Even when talking to that chubby guy, her voice is sweet and soft, incredibly cute.
She blushes shyly when she sees Leonard Anderson.
