Chapter 273

Shirley halted her steps. Faced with the smirking man who greeted her, she couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn it all to hell! How on earth did I run into him here? Is he a hunting dog? Is that how he found me? With his nose?"

Then, she glanced at the seat beside him. It was numbered 22. She cursed once more. As if running into him wasn't enough, she also had to sit with him.

Due to Robert's prestigious status, he was seated a row before her. Hence, she couldn't switch seats with him.

"Come on, sit. I won't bite," Corey said obnoxiously and patted on seat 22 beside him after seeing her stunned expression.

Shirley rolled her eyes at him without a care. She relaxed and tightened her fists repeatedly while reminding herself, "Stay cool and breezy. No anger, no wrinkles."

After chanting that numerous times, she felt a lot better. She strode forward and turned to sit on seat 25, three chairs away from him.

Corey's dark gaze stared at her, and he pursed his lips, displaying his