" What gives you the impression that I'm wrong?! " Andrew got a little closer to her. Her soul was bored by his piercing brown eyes. She was nervous once more, but this time not because she was afraid of him. As she glanced at his face, she could feel the heat between her legs. He kept looking at her body while smirking, she observed. "Hmm... Isn't it wrong to disagree with someone like me?!" Andrew inquired of Miranda, observing her flushed cheeks. 'She's so darn cute,' he thought. She yearned for him. And she couldn't deny it: she'd always desired his touch. She wasn't used to being drawn to a man in this way; it was the first time she'd felt her body drawn to a man in this way. He had been her first and she was certain he would be her last. He had a frightening, dark, and

" Where is your mother, and why do you say you miss her?! " She inquired, and he remained silent for a few moments, staring at her. She knew he didn't want to talk about it, and she suspected it was something he didn't want to remember. Miranda suspected that something had happened to his mother to cause him to remain silent. " You can just say you don't want to talk about it," she says. She gave him reassurance. "Yes, I agree. I don't want to discuss it for now." He muttered something and looked at her. "Is it true that you all have the same mother?! Damien, I was referring to you, and..." He cut her off in the middle of her sentence. " Yes, my brothers and I have the same mother." He responded. 

" Andrew Templeton?! " A woman appears out of the crowd and throws her arms around Andrew's neck, and immediately Miranda knew it was Emily. She's wearing a full-length blue chiffon gown with a matching, delicately designed black Lace mask. With the way her skin glimmered in the chandeliers, it was almost evident that she was a blondie. She was stunning. Miranda was grateful for the dress Andrew had purchased for her for a brief period. " Miranda, Miranda!" Oh, sweetheart, you are stunning! Because of my naughty brother right here, I wasn't able to see you. "I can't believe William Lake was the one who did your make-up for you; I've always wanted to meet him." Miranda gets a quick hug from her. " Thank you. You look absolutely amazing. " Miranda replied. 

Every mask present turned to the woman who had yelled out, surprisingly the money for the gemstone had gone up from one hundred thousand dollars, two hundred thousand dollars, and then Two million dollars, it was such a huge gap all because of a gemstone. Even the MC stared at the audience in confusion. " Cupcake, what do you think you're doing?! " Andrew gave a sly grin. " Going once…. " "$5 million dollars." Miranda's voice burst out once more, this time intended to embarrass Amelia; she wasn't bidding for the gemstone any longer, but she was implicitly telling Amelia that whatever was hers would be hers, including Andrew and she wouldn't let anyone, steal it. " What is mine is mine, and I do not allow othe

This room appeared to be manly and vivacious at the same time. There were a number of well-known and expensive works of art in the room. She walked out of the door and down the hall, her gaze falling on the dim light at the end. Where was she if this wasn't the castle?! This appeared to be a large house that resembled a bachelor's house in appearance, though she had never been inside one before. However, she had seen many movies depicting bachelor's houses, and this house resembled one slightly. She wondered where Andrew was as she proceeded down the corridor. She pulled open the slightly opened door, which revealed a room full with exercise equipment. When Miranda saw Andrew hoist a large metal barbell, she bit her bottom lip and gazed dreamily at his heated muscles. While working out, he was clad in a black singlet and shorts. She