Anna Stuat wasn't sure what the argument outside the door was about. But as soon as Selina was pulled out and the door was closed, Anna Stuat immediately let go of Philip Andrew's hand and turned around, only to meet his gaze. She suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"Um...I..." Her usually sharp tongue seemed to fail her at the moment. Philip Andrew's face remained calm and composed, betraying no emotions.
Only he knew that when Anna Stuat leaned in just now, a faint fragrance had drifted over to him, giving him a surge of blood. "You can leave now if there's nothing else."
He said coldly. Anna Stuat felt even more embarrassed and guilty, but she still felt the need to explain herself. "It wasn't my intention earlier, it was all because of Selina..."
"I understand." Philip Andrew interrupted her and repeated himself, "If there's nothing else, you can leave now." Anna Stuat froze, feeling helpless, and then left. She couldn't help but mutter to herself,