Mila had barely walked a few steps when Yale suddenly grabbed her arm. Stopped in her tracks, she turned back to look at his hand with a frown. She then looked into his eyes. They exchanged glances, but he didn't let go. Mila's expression turned gloomy. "Mr. Xander, whatever it is, please let go of my hand first. Don't hold my hand like this."
Not only did Yale not release her hand, but he also held on tighter. He slowly walked up to her and asked softly, "Ms. Hoffis, can we be friends?" "I'm sorry, we can't."
Yale smiled bitterly, and a sense of loneliness exuded from him. He continued, "If you were friends with me, you'd find me very helpful."
"How so?" Mila countered.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Yale responded, "Well, I'm the next President candidate."
Mila forced a smile as she didn't want to offend him. She politely replied, "I hope you achieve your wish to become the next President. But I don't think we can be friends."
Just as Mila was about to push his hand away, a shout came from nearby. "What are you two doing behind my back?"
Mila was startled by the angry roar. As she turned to look, she saw Lillian. Wearing a wedding dress, Lillian angrily rushed over with Fenna escorting her.
Lillian was furious.
Mila nervously shook off Yale's hand and finally managed to free her own.
As Lillian rushed over, she raised her hand and tried to slap Mila.
Mila was about to avoid it, but Yale was faster. He rushed to Mila's side and grabbed Lillian's wrist. "Lillian, don't be impulsive," he said.
He continued, explaining, "Chubs and I are just ordinary friends. We're here to catch up. We didn't do anything else."
Mila looked at Yale in shock.
What did he mean by that?
Upon hearing this, Lillian became even more angry. She was so angry that she was about to cry.
"Chubs? That's quite intimate of you to call her by her nickname. When did you two get together? Catching up? When did you two ever spend time together?"
Yale carried Lillian up. He reassured her with his domineering tone, "Lillian, you're the one I love the most. The woman I'm marrying today is you, and I'll never have another woman in my life except for you. "Many women may want to get close to me, but I really don't have any interest in anyone else. I only want you."
"Then what exactly are you and Wanda doing just now?"
"She still has feelings for me, but I have no interest in a woman who clings to me like this," Yale replied. "Really?" Lillian asked.
"When have I ever lied to you?"
The two of them then walked further away.
Mila was completely speechless. She
bo had met scheming women
but she had never seen such
a disgusting and two-faced man like
him.
With just a few words, he had ruined her reputation. Not only that, he also turned Lillian into her enemy.
Mila coldly snorted because she didn't even have the chance to explain.
Fenna didn't follow them. She just smiled.
She looked at Mila with a smirk, as if she had something to say.
Suppressing her anger, Mila took a deep breath and looked at Fenna. She asked, "What is it? Spit it out."
Fenna sneered, "Does Nate know you're this kind of woman?"
Mila remarked, "What kind of woman am I?"
"Did you have a relationship with Yale before?"
Mila found it ridiculous, but she remained silent and had an indifferent attitude.
Fenna continued to guess, "Do you still have contact with him?"
Mila could tell what she was thinking and asked indifferently, "Do you want to guess again? Guess if m secretly having an affair with him here?"
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Fenna nervously asked, "So, are you guys having an affair?"
Mila glared at her. She felt talking to Fenna was a waste of time.
"Are you crazy? Do you want to tell Nathan? If you do, then hurry up and see if he believes your nonsense."
With that, Mila walked past Fenna.
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