Holden was dressed in a striking purple suit, exuding a casual, lazily wicked charm. A silver chain rested against his collarbone, perfectly matching the studs in his ears, while a brilliant diamond brooch was pinned to his lapel. He practically dripped with wealth and extravagance, managing to look even more dazzling than Andrea standing beside him.
Andrea was equally decked out in luxurious designer wear. Her exquisitely pretty face had shed its usual innocent, sweet vibe, replaced by a sultry, mature allure that made her look perfectly matched with Holden. She clung to his arm with an undeniable intimacy.
It was obvious.
Andrea was genuinely about to get engaged to Holden. It made perfect sense. If you ignored Holden's thoroughly rotten and repulsive personality, his outward appearance and undeniable charisma were utterly intoxicating. For someone like Andrea, who practically threw herself at any handsome, wealthy man she saw, Holden was the ultimate prize. She was likely more than willing to be treated as his plaything as long as she got the status she craved.
As Andrea walked deeper into the mall, she spotted Max, Felicia, and Anne in the distance. A flash of unconcealed hatred flared in her beautiful eyes, and her grip on Holden's arm tightened instinctively.
Holden glanced down at her briefly before guiding them straight toward Max.
His gaze fell onto Anne, and he raised an elegant brow. "So this is your daughter, Max. She is absolutely gorgeous."
Max's handsome face remained icy, his dark eyes staring back with dead, unwavering calm.
Anne looked up at Holden, then shifted her gaze to Andrea before speaking up completely unprompted. "Mister, are you Aunt Andrea's boyfriend?"
No one expected Anne to initiate a conversation with Holden.
Holden took a step forward and crouched down to her eye level, flashing a warm, disarmingly friendly smile. "I sure am. Your name is Anne, right?"
"I am Anne," she confirmed brightly. "You and Aunt Andrea should get married really soon. I will definitely give you my blessing."
Holden let out a low chuckle, genuinely amused. But standing behind him, Andrea only felt a wave of profound, inexplicable humiliation washing over her.
"Oh? And why is that?" Holden asked.
"Because you are a perfect match."

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