Chapter 95 We Are All Good

• I would only be inviting trouble if I were to go over now. The reporters would definitely not let me go knowing I was his wife. “You can go if you want to. But I'm not going for sure. I couldn't care less,” I said, pushing Lyle's hand away.
• “Are you serious?” Lyle was getting impatient.
• I glared back at him with my head held high. “I don't care if you're gonna get mad. I came to the party because of Grandma. If you're gonna ruin the event, you'll have to explain yourself to her then.”