LESLIE'S POVSo it was still going to happen after all, no matter what I did.“I am sure you all are excited to know about this grand prize. Trust me, when you hear it, you will try your absolute best to win these games.”I glanced at Saint but his expression was passive, his eyes not fleeting to me once.“We have two levels tonight. The prize for the first one is a private dinner with Saint Baxter later and the prize for the second one is a dance with Saint Baxter right now.”The hall instantly went into a frenzy as all the ladies hurried to the front, some of them even pushing me out of the way so they could move closer to Saint.And through all of these…Saint stayed quiet. He didn't defend me, didn't berate his mum for organizing something like this and he didn't tell the ladies off.I clenched my hands by my side, looking away from the stomach turning scene.Why did I ever expect so much from him? Perhaps he had finally realized that marrying me was a loss on his part. He should h
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