Because Skye Brown was afraid of falling for it again, only by hardening herself inside and out could she avoid being deceived by men like Dylan Wellington, who were good with sweet words.
However, after returning she found out...
It was all her overthinking.
Dylan Wellington's private life was unbelievably indulgent, wasn't it? Wasn't delicate Sasha Hammond evidence enough?
"Skye Brown, you were just a slut... Want nobody to know unless you do nothing yourself, you... ah—" Sasha Hammond wanted to insult further, but before she could, she felt her wrist make a cracking sound, as if it were about to snap.
She was so frightened her exquisite face lost its color, and tears nearly smeared the makeup that hadn't been completely removed.
The assistant by the side naturally wanted to step in to save her, but Skye Brown's stance was intimidating, with Sasha Hammond's wrist still in her grip.
