Chapter 175

Thinking of this, Calla suddenly became flustered as she feared seeing Mercer.

"What's wrong?" Noticing Calla's pallor, Pierre put an arm around her shoulders in concern.

"Nothing, I feel a bit dizzy," Calla lied.

"Shall I help you get a seat over there?" Pierre suggested.

That seemed like a good idea. Sitting in a corner might help her avoid Mercer later.

Calla nodded, and Pierre gently supported her arm as they walked toward the lounge area in the corner.

But as luck would have it, they had only taken a few steps when two people approached them.

Calla looked ahead and realized there was no way to avoid them. She felt a bit awkward.

The man wore a black suit, and the woman wore a red mermaid dress. The man's eyes coldly fixated on Pierre's hand supporting Calla's arm. The woman, holding the man's arm affectionately, stared sharply at Calla.

Their gazes made Calla uncomfortable but she straightened her back, thinking, "They were the ones who wronged me. Why should I feel uneas