Anna couldn't help but twitch her lips, her tone dry and a little awkward. "Mr. Luke, you sure know how to joke around."
"Anna, when I said I was interested in you, I meant it," Harry said seriously, his eyes never leaving her face.
The woman standing before him wasn't ordinary.
She was an international fashion chief designer known as Carl and even had connections with Principal Zhao of Saint Medical Academy.
The more he learned about her, the more curious he became about the secrets she still kept hidden.
"Anna."
Just as the air between them started to heat up, a familiar soft voice came from behind.
Anna turned and saw Daisy.
Relief instantly washed over her. She quickly flashed an awkward smile. "Mr. Luke, my friend's here. I have to go."
Without waiting for his reply, she slipped away like she was escaping.
Anna caught the uneasy look on Daisy's face and her expression darkened a little.
