Then she looked back at Seraphine, stuck out her tongue and mocked, "Old woman, did you hear that? My boyfriend doesn’t want me to leave."
Seraphine froze at the way the cheerful girl addressed her.
Her face went dark in an instant. "Damn! Who are you calling an old woman? You wanna see if I’ll tear your mouth apart?"
Darian glared at the cheerful girl with a vicious look.
The cheerful girl stared right back without any fear. "You wanna feel what it’s like to get beaten up again?"
"You—" Darian got so angry that he almost coughed up blood on the spot.
Seeing him shut down, I snorted out a laugh. This cheerful girl really was wild and defiant.
Seraphine said coldly, "Cade, don’t blame me for not warning you — If you insist on getting mixed up with this small, low-class girl… then I’ll just call off the engagement with you!”
“Old woman, who are you calling small? You wanna compare?” The feisty young girl never let anyone push her around. The moment she heard Seraphine insult her, she fired back immediately— even puffing out her chest on purpose.
The crowd’s eyes were sharp as snow. If it came down to size — though the girl was younger, she was clearly better developed and had the upper hand.