Chapter 216 The Delicate Beauty (2)

• Vivian Parham blushed to the tips of her ears, bit her lip, and gave a tiny nod. Seeing a strange look cross Iris Coke’s face, she panicked and quickly shook her head.
• Iris let out a helpless, bitter smile. Jealousy stung sharp and sour. She wanted to shout that he was hers, stake her claim loud and clear. But then she looked at Vivian—frail, pale, pitiful—and her heart softened against her will.
• That damned man. He really threw everything into chaos.