Spotting the girl from afar, Ryan Crawford's lips curled up, and the icy glint in his eyes instantly melted into warmth. He handed his wine glass to Quinn Crawford beside him and opened his arms, his entire demeanor radiating an indulgent gentleness.
Standing not far away, Mia Miller was stunned. Her heart hammered wildly, nearly leaping out of her chest. Was Young Master Crawford reaching out to her? It looked as if he was initiating an invitation. Could she really just throw herself into his arms? Before her brain could process the thought, her feet moved on their own, carrying her straight toward Ryan.
Ryan furrowed his brows.
Quinn, holding his own wine glass, was equally speechless. He wondered, "Who is that woman, and what is she trying to do? Is she actually delusional enough to throw herself at my Young Master? If she dares to come any closer, I'll instantly drench her in red wine!" He began to count down in his head, "Six, five, four, three..."
