Stiff Face

"You're too arrogant!" Arabella couldn't help but slap the table angrily. She pointed at Emily as her chest heaved in anger. "How dare you say that about Vincent? You...!"

Emily squeezed out a smile at her, "Arabella, I'm just a retard. I hope you'll forgive me if I say something wrong."

She looked at the electronic watch. Eliot was probably about to arrive. Just as she tended to walk out, she heard a loud shout from behind, "Stop!"

Arabella took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress the anger. She said, "I ask you to come here because I have something to tell you. I want to see if you can still remain so calm after hearing it."

Emily frowned slightly. She looked back and asked uncertainly, "About Vincent?"

Arabella raised her eyebrows at Emily which seemed that she knew Emily would be interested in it. Arabella answered, "Right."

However, she was wrong.

Emily said calmly, "Sorry, I don't want to know."

Arabella provocatively asked, "Are you afraid?"