Chapter 3. Krystal’s Calculation

Inhale. Exhale.

That's what I did for the past fifteen minutes since I sat on my throne earlier. Everything I had planned for today had lost its focus. My hands clenched tightly, my nails digging into my palm. I didn't care if it resulted in scratch marks. I was furious. Extremely.

Damn that guy! How could he... Oh God. Why did I have to meet someone like James Andrew William? I rarely ever felt disturbed by a man's presence for a long time, but why did Andrew have to be so audacious?

The morning news was still vivid in my memory. The gossip page reported that the successful and handsome entrepreneur had finally found a prospective wife. And my name was clearly there. Moreover... a photo of him opening the car door for me. Even though I firmly rejected and pushed him away. I didn't even accept his crazy invitation!

Oh God!

Ah, whatever. I threw myself back onto the chair's backrest. It's pointless to dwell on this. During lunch, I'll take a moment to ad