Richard kept his eyes fixed on Sigourney, unabashedly flirting.
Sigourney merely smiled without responding, yet Richard still wasn't finished-he added a few more nauseatingly sweet lines.
Enough to make her skin crawl.
Even Theodore, standing right beside Sigourney, furrowed his brows slightly.
From what he recalled, Sigourney and Richard weren't exactly close-so why was Richard now wearing such a lovestruck expression as he looked at her?
A man's instinct told him something was off.
Fortunately, Richard eventually stopped with his foolish rambling and shifted to a more composed conversation with Theodore.
During that time, Sigourney pretended to spot someone familiar across the room and seized the chance to slip away.
She had no interest in listening to the empty drivel of that lu
