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But Leo Vaughn still had enough awareness of the aloof Master Sean Lowell.

Sean Lowell is not soone who easily gets emotional.

Sumr Fairmont didn’t seem like a mber of The Dump Alliance who had been plotting against "The Jilted" with malicious intent.

Neither Master Sean Lowell nor Sumr Fairmont are people with passionate emotions who could burst into fervor at any mont.

It’s impossible for them to be like Artie Vaughn, who is always making a fuss from morning till night.

Sumr Fairmont’s answer dealt a significant blow to Leo Vaughn’s originally firm beliefs.

Unexpectedly, it left him speechless.

Leo Vaughn didn’t know why he asked such a straightforward question, but he did.

With a sowhat bleak expression, Leo Vaughn said, "I always thought you were different from others?"

The words he spoke sounded sowhat like a murmur to himself.

Sumr Fairmont was puzzled, "Different?"

Perhaps it was because they weren’t familiar.

Perhaps it was because her Chinese skills were still quite limited.

Sumr Fairmont completely missed the implication in Leo Vaughn’s words.

Leo Vaughn was stunned again, he was clearly feeling disappointed in Sumr Fairmont in his own heart, how did he end up saying it out loud?

Grumbling internally is one thing, saying it out loud is another matter entirely.

By doing so, he couldn’t maintain a smile, pretending he hadn’t heard Sumr Fairmont’s answer.

Always smiling as the Nation’s Gentleman, with hesitation, but once again he expressed his true thoughts: "From childhood to adulthood, too many people approached Artie just to get to know the people around her. I always thought you were different from those girls, but it turns out, you just hid it better."

Nani~ Mummy~ Holy~ Excuse !

If she hadn’t lost the ability to emote, Sumr Fairmont’s expression would definitely have turned into ヾ(≧O≦)〃~.

What does it an to say the girls who approach Artie do so just to et the people around her?

What does it an to say she just hid it better?

What nonsense is this?

The one thing Sumr Fairmont didn’t know how to do, was hide anything.

She has always lived recklessly, never wanting to be the good person, and never caring if others thought she was bad.

As soone who even considers herself a bad person, what’s there to hide?

She originally thought that by ripping off the smiling mask of Leo Vaughn, he would be more real and worth befriending, yet it turned out to be quite the opposite.

Sumr Fairmont lost the desire to say anything further.

Besides, Leo Vaughn isn’t soone Sumr Fairmont would genuinely care about.

The whole thing about being Artie’s sister-in-law and causing a stir is not sothing to take seriously.

What made Sumr Fairmont dislike him wasn’t the words Leo Vaughn spoke, but rather that before saying those final words, she hadn’t realized such a strong sense of superiority was hiding beneath the gentlemanly exterior of Leo Vaughn.

Indeed, as the Nation’s Gentleman, Leo Vaughn had the capital to feel superior.

But soone with too much superiority isn’t within the scope of people Sumr Fairmont is willing to befriend.

So what if you were born privileged?

So what if you have more money?

What’s the difference between soone like that and those who isolated or resented her for her background when she was young?

Speaking of hiding things well, Sumr Fairmont really hadn’t seen anyone who could hide it better than the always-smiling Nation’s Gentleman.

Born without privilege, Sumr Fairmont is pickier than anyone about making friends.

It’s not that she has more capital than others, but rather that she wants fewer friends than others.

Family background has never been a consideration in Sumr Fairmont’s realm of friendships.

The gentlemanly distance of Leo Vaughn lies primarily in the distance, not the gentlemanliness.

A person like that is innately proud, and no one can catch his eye, which is why he perpetuates this sense of distance to the extre.

But speaking of a sense of distance, Leo Vaughn at most maintains it through the facade of being a gentleman.

This sense of distance is not on the sa level as the aura from within Sumr Fairmont of "keep your distance."

In Sumr Fairmont’s eyes, the slight improvent in Leo Vaughn’s impression suddenly nosedived.

Sumr Fairmont couldn’t even be bothered to pay him any attention.

Sumr Fairmont’s disregard made Leo Vaughn slightly uncomfortable.

But after all, he was the Nation’s Gentleman; he couldn’t possibly keep speaking harshly to a girl.

Leo Vaughn was surprised by his uncontrollable temper earlier; hasn’t he seen enough two-faced people over the years?

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