"I disagree"

Murray stood amidst the crowd, clad in a sleek, charcoal-black outdoor jacket. If not worn well, such functional attire can appear unflattering, but on him, with his broad, straight shoulders, it looked exceptionally stylish.

Among the group, he stood out as the most handsome and dashing, his allure only slightly marred by the cast on his right hand. If not for that, he would have looked even more strikingly noble.

His soft and smooth bangs lay across his brows, occasionally lifted by his long, curling eyelashes. A gust of wind would playfully lift them, lending an extra charm to his serene eyes. There he stood, calmly observing Stacey and Sam approaching him, his expression as cool and detached as ever.

Contrary to Emily's expectation of a dramatic showdown between rivals, no such scene unfolded. Even with the provocation right under her nose, she remained collected.

Emily began to doubt whether Mur