Before she could react, she heard Aiden Bewell's voice filled with rage.
"Why? I've pursued you so hard for such a long time, I've been so sincere, yet you play with my earnestness as if it's a game? You're trying to date me on one hand, while being intimate with other men on the other. What exactly do you take me, the Second Young Master of the Bewell Group, for!?"
Remembering the image of their kiss at the entrance of Walker Manor that night, Aiden Bewell felt a surge of anger well up inside of him. Having had some drinks, his wrath sprout from his heart, with his eyes burning with fury staring straight at the woman in front of him!
Looking at the man before her, Camila Walker frowned slightly; it was clear that Aiden Bewell had drunk too much.
"Aiden Bewell, you are drunk. Let go of me!" She felt uncomfortable trying to break free from his hands on her shoulders.
At this moment, his friends inside the private room were somewhat astonished by the scene unfolding.