As soon as she looked, she saw Aiden Shaw.
His presence was too strong. It was as if he had an innate aura that was impossible to ignore.
The long, deep hazel eyes held an inscrutable gaze.
His brows exuded a faint coldness, which, although slight, could still make one's heart race.
Why did he come?
Could it be that she angered him on WeChat, so he came here to cause trouble?
Tiana Thorne withdrew her gaze, a faint smile in her eyes. If clear photos are posted online later, she will surely be trapped in the quagmire of public opinion, and she wondered if Aiden would regret coming over.
The host narrated vividly: "Clement Xavier's stamina is impressive, and his push-ups are very standard."
Clement Xavier chivalrously helped Tiana Thorne up.
Tiana Thorne smiled, took the microphone, and said, "Are you all satisfied with Brother Zephyr's performance?"
The crowd nodded excitedly and applauded: "Satisfied."
"Thank you," Clement Xavier said.
