"You seem quite happy.""I'm not. You're mistaken." Ariana stared at Victor intently. "I'm never mistaken." Expressionless, Victor turned and walked out of the room.Hunter stepped in and said, "Ms. Torrey, let me take you home.""Alright." She couldn't wait to leave. If she stayed any longer, William would start bombarding her with texts.Tonight, it was obvious that Victor had other things on his mind and hadn't paid her much attention. By the time Ariana made it downstairs, Victor was already gone.That evening, Hunter drove Ariana back to her apartment complex. A group of elderly ladies, who often gathered downstairs to gossip, just so happened to witness the scene.They watched as she stepped out of a luxury car, and before long, another high-end vehicle pulled up. This time, another handsome man stepped out.Frowning, William asked, "I called you. Why didn't you answer?" Ariana responded calmly, "I was busy." "How's your leg? Are you feeling better?" William ra
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