Betty's POV

"You haven't glanced away Mr Orlov. It makes me wonder if you have fallen under my charms." I teased him. I could not help myself at that moment.

He smiled, carrying a taunting gaze. "Who else am I meant to stare at if not my fiancée?" He drawled. My eyes flickered. I had to school myself that he was equally teasing.

I smiled even though it wasn't genuine. "Be glad your fiancé is good-looking." I smugly said. His lips tilted with a look of pure ...