This morning, she was still angry that Charles White actually left "evidence" on her neck.
Now, looking at Aria Rowe's devastated face, she felt that he had done extremely well.
"You... shameless!" Aria Rowe was so angry that her facial expression turned green and then purple.
But unfortunately, Charles White didn't even open his eyes to look at her. She didn't even have the qualifications to compare with Zoe Yale.
"Miss." The assistant who had just left rushed back and whispered something in her ear.
Aria Rowe's eyes darkened, but she quickly regained her composure.
With a face full of mystery, she looked at Zoe Yale.
"Do you really think you're Charles's crush? Let me tell you, there is always someone he can't let go of in his heart. That person is the woman he loves the most."
"..."
"You don't believe me? Has he ever told you that he dreams of a little girl every day?"
"..." Charles White had indeed told her that he often dreamed of someone.
