As soon as L sat down, thest person she wanted to see appeared beside her.


    Dorian sat on the couch beside her, his face dark with anger. "What did you do to Zara? Was it you who made sure the police took her?"


    It had been days since Zara was detained at the police station, and no amount of money could get her released.


    L''s originally fair face, which was slightly flushed from her drinking wine, was now tinged with a faint rouge.


    She pressed her delicate fingers to her temples; her thoughts were still clear. "Do you think I can control the police? Mr. ke, it seems you think too highly of me."


    Her words made him clench his teeth. Now, she had another bad habit-she was sharp-tongued and sarcastic!


    "The celebrity you''ve been promoting in Nexus Entertainment for thest two years, the daughter of Nexus Entertainment''s upper management, has repeatedly made advances toward me, but I''ve rejected her every time."


    "So, what?" She raised her eyes, her expression indifferent.


    "L, can''t you understand? I''ve rejected many offers and temptations, but you''re flirting with others. Are you worthy of me? Of our rtionship?"


    As he spoke, his anger became uncontroble, his eyes filled with rage as if he wanted to burn her to ashes.


    However, she didn''t show the response he had hoped for, no sign of being moved or guilty. She remained cool and distant, like mist over a snowfield-cold and inscrutable. Though she smiled faintly, it strangely made others feel sorrowful. Dorian furrowed his brows. Was she pitying him out of sympathy and... Disdain? "Dorian, stop putting on these disgusting, dramatic acts. Aren''t you tired?" Her eyes weren''t as clear as before; they seemed clouded as if veiled in mist.


    Dorian sneered, adopting a condescending tone. "L, the one who is disgusting is you. You keep saying you want to break up and don''t want to reconcile, but here you are, using my name to attend this charity g. Isn''t that right?"


    After she heard his words, her expression grewplex, a strange and indescribable emotion in her eyes. Her gaze wasn''t sharp, yet he felt like she could see through him.


    Before he could ask what she meant, she spoke first. "Dorian, where did you get your invitation?"


    Her tone was calm, but it sent a jolt through Dorian. His hand, which had been casually resting, clenched tightly. Though seemingly calm, his eyes betrayed everything.


    Many people from the entertainment industry were invited to this g, and while there weren''t many more prominent than him, he was the only one who had sought out an invitation.


    If it were a normal situation, they would not have invited him, and he would not have bothereding. But today, he had to be here.


    Dorian''s gaze met L''s, and he suddenly remembered that she had spoken with Vince earlier. She must have found out he didn''t have an invitation through Vince. Otherwise, how would she know?


    She kept iming she wasn''t concerned about his affairs, yet she kept probing into his every move. Women really were the most contradictory.


    Just as he was about to retort with a mockingment, L spoke again, her toneced with sarcasm.


    "Dorian, what reputation do you have? You couldn''t even get in, yet you have the nerve to say I came in using your name?"


    He stiffened slightly, a rare, awkward expression shing across his face. She noticed this brief moment of unease and couldn''t help but feel a sense of mockery. So, the screen legend could actually feel guilty.


    However, it was only for a moment. He quickly regained hisposure, his gaze returning to its arrogant, lofty demeanor. He looked at the person before him as if she were an insignificant ant.


    "What are you doing here?"


    L stood up, casting a dismissive nce at him. "My business is none of your concern, Mr. ke."


    "You!" Dorian, already irritated from not securing the deal with Vince, was further enraged by her attitude. "You didn''t use some underhanded method to get in, did you? L, how far have you fallen?"