Chapter 739: They've Been Enemies for a Long Time_1

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Myles Sullivan didn't speak, but she annoyed him considerably. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his bag, took one out, and lit it.

The cigarette was clamped between his fingers. He seemed so irked he could barely stand it, yet he still hadn't smoked it.

With the cigarette still posed between his fingers, Myles lifted his head and asked her seriously, "Do you think there's any chance of repairing our relationship with Nathalie?"

Ivy Wilmar: "No."

The cigarette in Myles's hand started to burn his fingers, so he pressed the lit end into the marble ashtray beside him, his brow furrowed with frustration. "Not even a little?"

"No," Ivy Wilmar said decisively, and looking back at him, she couldn't help finding it a bit funny and shared his sense of brooding. "Stop thinking about winning her over!"

Myles Sullivan: "..."

He didn't want to think about it either.