Chapter 462 I Will Not Fall In Love With Him

• Cassandra looked into Quentin's dark eyes, which seemed to pierce right through her. Unable to keep up the charade, she finally admitted, “Okay, fine, I am a little angry. Quen, do all men have a habit of stopping mid-sentence?”
• “What do you mean?” Quentin blinked in confusion.
• Cassandra withdrew her hand from the car window's lock. “I mean when you clearly have something to say but stop halfway, just enough to pique someone's curiosity, then suddenly clam up.”