Mabel Quinn had a slight thought in her heart, and Evelyn was already standing up enthusiastically, approaching Kyle Kinston, "You must be President Kyle Kinston. I'm Evelyn, Mabel's good friend!" Evelyn said, then jokingly added to Mabel, "You really are something, dating someone like President Kyle, and never saying a word. You must be afraid we'd snatch him away."
"How could that be? If he's mine, no one can take him away, and if someone could, then he wouldn't be mine." Mabel replied.
Kyle's lips curled up slightly as he wrapped an arm around Mabel's shoulder, "So, do you say I'm yours?"
That look, eyes like shimmering waves, that tone, as refreshing as orchids, how could such a man be described as just charming or handsome? Especially today, wearing a light beige casual outfit, he seemed less formal than usual in his suits, exuding more of a lazy and sensual vibe.
