Pfft... Sarah felt like she was bleeding internally from frustration. How could a man be so oblivious to romance? Yet, the more indifferent he was, the more intrigued she became. The idea of making a man who cares for no one be gentle only to you was utterly captivating.
A fierce determination ignited in her heart.
"My name is Sarah. I'm Mercy's cousin. You probably haven't seen me before; I just got back from Italy," she said with a radiant smile, like a peacock displaying its feathers, eager to show her most graceful side to the man.
Hearing this, Dexter immediately knew who she was—the one who helped Zara hire those fake followers. His eyes turned icy cold, but Sarah didn't notice and continued trying to cozy up to him.
"Oh, there's a leaf on your shoulder," she said, leaning closer
