Chapter 23

Zoey was numb. Fortunately, the room was too dim for others to see her expression. Her body was shaking against her will. Although she was trying her best to pretend that she was fine, she was digging her thumb into Laurence’s hand, pleading for help. Didn’t Laurence care at all?

Zoey suddenly felt cold all over, the bone-piercing chill making her teeth chatter. Everyone else remained silent. But who could guess what was going through Laurence’s mind? That was half true. Laurence’s eyes were dark and indecipherable as he smiled secretively. He ignored Zoey’s grip on his hand and glanced at her.

"Why are you still sticking to me? Don’t any of them catch your eye?"

Zoey managed to force out an answer.

"No."

Her face was turned downward, her tresses blocking her expression. Tristan studied her for a few moments. He couldn’t deny that she was a beautiful lady with attractive eyes that tempted men. Although he found her current situation quite pitiful, he was still a cruel man. He even plan