The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 430 - 441: Fashion Goddess’s Quiz with Prizes (5)

"Hm." Olivia began to speak, regretting it instantly and wishing she could bite her tongue. She hurriedly explained, "It’s just that my parents knew Dr. Jackson was attending today and originally hoped I might have a chance... a chance..."

After hesitating for a while, she changed the subject, "But everyone thinks Young Master Jackson is single, right? He brought you today, so from now on, no one will entertain any ideas about him. I certainly won’t, so don’t worry."

"..." Mia was taken aback, feeling that she had truly met an unusually honest rich family’s daughter for the first time. She smiled and said, "Hm."

Seeing Mia didn’t mind, Olivia also smiled.

A few minutes later—

Dallas brought a tall man over.

He quickly approached Mia and glanced her up and down, his gaze falling on Victor.

He kicked Victor’s arm twice.

Then he turned to the man behind him and said, "Take him back first."

"Yes." The tall man responded.

He squatted down, grabbed one of Victor’s wrists, lifted him up, and took him outside.

"Are you okay?" Dallas asked Mia.

His tone was gentle, more approachable than ever.

Olivia watched his expression and felt as if she had discovered some incredible secret, feeling awkward.

"I’m fine." Mia looked up at him and replied.

Dallas leaned down, gently tucked her hair on the right side behind her ear, "Is your ear okay now?"

"It’s fine." Uncomfortable, Mia stepped back a bit, glanced at Olivia beside her, pursed her lips, and said, "Could Sister Williams wait for me outside for a moment?"

She had to return with Olivia, but there were a few words she needed to say to Dallas.

Olivia reacted slowly at first but quickly stepped outside.

Mia looked up at Dallas, thought for a moment, and cautiously said, "Brother Jackson is my boyfriend. I don’t want him to be unhappy. Can you, um, could you not act like you’re close to me in front of him..."

Actually, she didn’t mean it this way, but somehow, she sensitively felt that Dallas had intentions to deliberately anger Koa Jackson.

She had no choice but to say it.

Dallas looked at her for a long while then sneered, "Are you really that scared of him?"

"It’s not that I’m scared." Mia pursed her lips and seriously said, "It’s love. I love him. I don’t want him to be unhappy because of me."

Dallas narrowed his eyes, leaned closer, and said, "Little girl, do you know what love is?"

"..." Mia was stunned, "Of course I know."

"You don’t know." Dallas chuckled, "You’re blindly infatuated and idolizing him."

"I’m not."

"Aren’t you?" Dallas looked at her, "If it’s not blind infatuation and idolization, then is it what you call love? How old is he compared to you? If he senses my hostility, he would naturally respond. Does he need you to step in?"

His voice heightened, making his intention clear, which left Mia momentarily speechless.

Respond?

Respond to what?

Why does Dallas want Brother Jackson to respond?

She looked at Dallas with alertness, didn’t speak for a long time, and bit her lip slightly.

Dallas also looked at her and suddenly grabbed her chin, his voice low and deep, "Little girl, being overly cautious doesn’t suit you."

The Mia he knew was clearly impossibly stubborn and sharp, with a fiery spirit and temper as steadfast as a rock in a pit, both smelly and hard.

She undoubtedly should be neither obsequious nor arrogant in front of anyone.

She should appear weak yet in reality be incredibly resilient.