"Emily, indeed, is quite vain, but in her eyes, I've at least seen love," James continued.

Isabella thought to herself: Emily doesn't just obsessed you, she's enamored with any privileged and influential young gentleman.

She picked up her milk tea, moistened her throat, and innocently said, "Since Emily admires you so much, would you consider accepting her again?"

James' face darkened noticeably, shaking his head, "If a girl's intentions are impure, there's no hope for her."

What he resented ...