CHAPTER 113

　　Dad let out, "Viana."

　　"Tyran, I guess the shock's gone to your daughter's brain cells, destroying her every neuron. That's why she is acting brainless right now," Vayden retorted, making me glare at him.

　　I hated the way he was so calm about this, whereas my composure had died as soon as I heard the announcement.

　　"Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you so calm? Tell them that you don't want to marry me!" I thought he would protest them, but he was quiet.

　　After some time, putting his hands in his pocket, he replied, "I haven't lost my mind, Viana. The announcement has already been made. If I were to deny it, I would lose my image in front of all the Gladiolus and many other gangs attending this party. You may love losing your image, but I don't."

　　"I—argh!" I looked at Dad, knowing it was futile to talk with Vayden. "Dad, why didn't you tell me about it? Why would you do this?"