Slap! A tight slap resounded all over the hallway as if the design was there to amplify all kinds of sounds. Gryphon was so busy sizing up the males of Monarch that he didn’t realize the woman was the boldest among them. He should have known that the more venomous snakes struck faster.When he heard the slap, he quickly looked down and saw how Andrea shielded her face with her bag. He pulled Andrea toward his chest and used his hand to cover her face from malicious photos and more attacks from the other woman. At the same time, Mathias pulled Melody behind him to keep her from doing more than necessary. If there were no cameras around, he would have laughed at the instant response Andrea got. However, he also had to account for the fact that Gryphon glared at them like he would eat their bones. That man was rumored to hit even beautiful women, so Ma

Wide eyes greeted Gryphon as soon as the man walked in their front door. For some reason, Andrea was still in the clothes that she wore when she met Parker earlier in the day. She even looked like she had just come home… or that she hadn’t moved yet after she settled on the couch.The male put his case down at the side before sitting next to the woman. He whipped out his phone and showed her an online gossip. “This you?”“…your mom knocked someone out with a tray without a warning…” Andrea received the phone and stared at the headline, of how there was an altercation in a café involving the local supermodel, Roxanne Cromwell. The VNVS’s model’s face was even obscured as if the gossip blog knew its limits. “You weren’t lying about not messing with her.”

The last time Andrea had gone to a tailoring shop, she was fitting for one of the dresses she had to model for Superstar. It was in a shop somewhere in the commercial district, next to a dessert shop and one that sold used books. The clerk there was friendly and bubbly, entertaining the customers in their small reception nook with zero unnecessary or awkward chattering and some jazz music. That shop had a rather homey feel, but this one right here… Andrea wondered if she had walked into a corporate office instead. The walls were cream and gold, while the reception was so wide as if cars were allowed inside. The displayed gowns were in full mannequins, along with the raised veil and gorgeous shoes. Some even had a bouquet of plastic flowers in their plastic hands. Andrea took a deep breath. She never had the chance to get fitted for a wedding gown before. She

The front lawn of Pearce Empire Tower stretched for ten meters worth of wide space and a few steps from the building and then at the edge before the sidewalk. It was already five in the afternoon, so the place was filled with employees going home or standing around to wait for their other friends or rides. Since the exit of the parking was on the other side, the people here rarely had their own cars.It’s just that all of a sudden, the president of the company pushed the doors open. In his gray suit, Gryphon had a phone in his hand. He looked around fiercely as if hunting a person in particular, eyes glaring at anything that met them.Then, a cab pulled up almost right across from him. When Andrea got out with a hand on the lower half of her face, Gryphon paled a little. He then ran toward her, surprising the people with his actions—even the cabbie

Andrea didn’t know if she should be horrified that they found evidence of Gryphon dating her back in high school, but her heart swelled so badly when she reviewed the photos. It was all her face and hers alone. There was no him or anyone—she wasn’t even looking at him. Neither did she know that these photos even existed.Then, she saw this one photo where she was looking, but there was a visible shake on the photo. It was as if Gryphon moved the camera away as soon as she looked at him. She figured it was those times that Gryphon would suddenly grow weird and evade her.How painful was it that he had this… tons of photos of her safely kept from fading or aging… yet he still tossed her away like some plastic tub?“…it’s okay. This doesn’t mean anything…&