Chapter 239 Being Arrogant

Her anger didn't faze Hannah at all. She was completely expressionless. Her locks fell gracefully on her back, highlighting her dazzling appearance. Her beauty was too much for one to take in.

"Hannah," Darren called out to her. His heart sank, feeling a bit uneasy. Swallowing hard, he stood up and gazed at her. He wanted to say something, yet nothing came out of him.

Only then did Hannah lift her gaze and glance at him. It was as if she could see through his dark and evil intentions. He clenched his fists tight as he remained silent.

"The microphone." Hannah extended her hand. Her hands were like art. Her nails were beautifully manicured, and her skin was flawless.

For some unknown reason, the emcee felt like picking up the microphone and giving it to her. It felt right to do so, as she naturally deserved to be served by others. However, someone did so before him. A tall figure bent down first.

Darren picked up the microphone and cleaned it meticulously with a handkerchief. He