The other side was quiet for a minute. "I'm just trying to be nice. If you won't listen, then forget it. Anyway, how long can you and Liam Aldrin keep this up? You're both going to get married sooner or later. It's better for friends of the opposite sex to keep their distance. Don't be so shameless and cause trouble for his wife."
"Unless, you like him."
The next message came almost instantly. "You like Liam Aldrin? Have you been pretending to be his good friend all these years, staying by his side and chasing away all the girls who like him?"
Even through the screen, the deep malice and contempt were palpable.
Evelyn Grant lowered her eyes coolly, her lips curling into a scornful smile. "Luna Summers, I'll be taking a screenshot of this conversation and sending it to Liam Aldrin."
After sending the message, she blocked Luna Summers' number and turned around, her expression unchanged.
'Talking to her is a complete waste of time.'
