Halley froze for a moment. The hairpin she bwas /bwearing had been a gift from her aunt.

Hattie smirked. “You can just wear a 3,500–dor Chanel hairpin like it’s nothing, but bit /bwould take Den forever to earn that kind of money. think you two are a good match?”

Halley put her hands on her hips. “What does it matter to you if we’re a good match? You band /bDen aren’t right for each other, anyway!”

Hattie fumed. “How dare you!”

At that moment, Den looked at Hattie and said, “I don’t want to see you again. Don’t make me say it a third time!”

Hattie felt both love and fear toward Den. As his cold, piercing gazended on her, she couldn’t help but shiver,

“I’ll just wait and see, Den. You and Hailey won’t end well” With that, Hattie turned and left, taking her group with her

Hailey sighed in relief. “Finally, she’s gone. Don’t let her fool you, Den. Don’t ever date her. She badmouthed you!”

Den nced at Hailey. “What did she say about me?”

Hailey didn’t want to hurt his prideb, /bso she was vague. “She mentioned your family situation.”

Den wasn’t surprised. His background wasn’t a secret, and he couldn’t care less what people said about it.

He looked at Hailey’s beautiful eyes and asked, “Is that why you fought with her?”

Hailey nodded. “Yes!”

Suddenly, Den stepped closer. His btall /bfigure loomed over her as he asked, “Do you have feelings for me

His question made Hailey’s heart brace/b. She had never felt this way before. Her bheartbeat /bbwent /bbout /bof control, and her face bwas /bflushed with color.

With Ewan, everything had been calm and uneventful, but with Den, just being near hirm made her cheeks burn.

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It was the first time she had ever felt this way about a man. She had really developed feelings for Denb. /bbShe /bhad been drawn to him the night he had appeared before her in the rain..

Hailey looked at him. “L”

Den could already tell from the look in her eyes. He’d seen it from otherdiesb, /bbincluding /bHattle, who had pursued him with that same gaze.

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He took another step forward. “Do you want me to be your boyfriend?”

Hailey nervously tugged at her sleeve. She was shy, but he wasn’t one to hide her feelings. When she liked bsomeone/b, she would voice it out.

She looked up at him. “bSo/b… would you?”

bWould /bhe be her boyfriend? Den shook his head. “No.”

Hailey froze at once.

Den’s face remained bexpressionless /bbas /bhe added, “Don’t bwaste /byour time on me. I don’t like you.” With bthat/b, he turned and walked away.

Hailey stood there, stunned. He didn’t like her? But then why did he ask?

As she watched his cold figure retreat, she stomped her foot in frustration. Why didn’t he like her?