Chapter 17: He's Not Her Favorite Type

Prisley looks at Mark nervously, worried that he will have a conflict with Heather.

In the hallway, a passionate man in a floral shirt and a cold man in a full suit approach each other, eyes burning. Prisley closes her eyes, not daring to look. What a battlefield this is!

Mark stares at Heather without saying hello. He waves the empty jewelry box in his hand until he passes Heather.

Heather continues to look at him. He notices the huge diamond on Prisley's chest. His eyes darken, and he strides away.

The staff gossips.

"That man in the floral shirt must be Prisley's boyfriend. He's super handsome!"

"No way! Our boss is more handsome. They just ran together and our boss won."

"But our boss is too cold, the floral shirt is more heartwarming."

"Am I the only one looking at the diamond? It's sooo big. It must be expensive. I wonder how much it costs?"

Steve can hardly keep up with Heather. He feels strange.

"Heather, who is that guy? How dare he stare at you like that?" Steve asks.

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