Elizabeth wasn't exactly someone with firm principles.
After all, who could resist when a top-tier heartthrob was practically begging her with puppy-dog eyes? Especially when he was usually the picture of calm and aloof elegance.
Elizabeth stayed silent.
Taking the phone he handed her, she hesitated before speaking, "Hello, Mrs. Barton. This is... uh, his girlfriend."
She nearly blurted out "Mr. Barton" but managed to swallow the words at the last moment, awkwardly finishing the sentence. It felt embarrassing—more than a little, actually.
Her face flushed bright red.
Meanwhile, Brett, whose ears had already turned pink at hearing the words "his girlfriend," couldn't stop the small smirk that tugged at his lips when he saw Elizabeth's embarrassed expression.
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