Although he had no intention of ever getting married, if he ever had to, both he and Ryan would likely end up in marriages not much different from these strategic ones.
At least, that's what Hugo had resigned himself to at the time.
So was this woman, who seemed to have nothing, with her innocent face, a complete fool or a cunning fox?
While Hugo was idly pondering such thoughts, it happened.
"...How pitiful."
"What did you just say...?"
Winter was looking down at Mary with sympathetic eyes.
"Don't you feel sorry for Julian?"
"Are you done talking?"
"Everyone is so unfortunate, really."
Mary's wailing stopped abruptly.
She jumped up, grabbed Winter's hair, and they tumbled to the floor. The startled crowd screamed.
The lounge instantly turned into chaos.
"Girls like you need to be cut off at the root!"
Harsh words poured from Mary's mouth onto Winter's innocent face.
But people just stood there, watching the two of them blankly.
