"Just you?"
"Do you want to go in for a visit? There's still no lady of the house..."
Anna Jadwin widened her eyes in disbelief as she looked at Wayne Bailey, who stared back at her.
"When did those two get together?"
"How am I supposed to know!" Wayne's eyes contained no one else but Anna Jadwin; he didn't care about others.
Anna locked her gaze on Wilfred's sticky-candy-like persistence. The usually cool and aloof butler, who seldom spoke or smiled, was utterly unabashed in chasing a girl.
It seemed like Sanna wasn't opposed to him either, even though, compared with Raphael Bailey, Wilfred's appearance and style were far inferior...
But it looked like Sanna had always placed Raphael on a pedestal, like a god, untouchable and to be admired from afar, judging by the oddballs she usually dated.
"What, you don't like this match?" Wayne wrapped his arms around Anna Jadwin's waist.
