The newcomer was tall, with a stern face, and his expression was always impassive. Whenever he silently stared at others, there was an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Philip's expression darkened as he stared at the person in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "Darian? What are you doing here? I don't recall inviting you."
Darian showed no expression and didn't even glance at me. I gently traced the ring on my index finger and secretly curled the corner of my mouth in a barely visible smile.
Of course, I called Darian here!
Since I dared to attend the party alone, it was because I had prepared for it.
Darian was my trump card. No matter what Philip intended to do to me, as long as Darian was present, his plans would have to be suppressed.
After all... Darian was som
