Wanda finally looked up at him and met his gaze.
"I like someone else."
She repeated in a serious tone.
All the words in his heart were over because of this sentence, and Jaquan couldn't say a word.
He was silent, and he deliberately restrained himself, causing a chill in the atmosphere.
It was even colder than a river breeze blowing past.
"Really?"
After a long time, a cold and dry word came out of the throat.
Wanda's face was also extremely pale. "Yes!"
She gritted her teeth and uttered the words with great difficulty.
A smile appeared on her fair face. "Why would I lie to you? There's no need for such a thing, right? Normally, every woman would want to fall in love with Mr. Barton. If it weren't for the fact that I like someone else, how could I have refused your pursuit?"
He was the eldest son of the richest man in New York, the successor of the MRC Group.