Joanna heard footsteps behind her, furrowed her brows a little, and finally stopped.
She turned around, her face not looking very happy.
"Frank Parker, what do you want? I've made it clear to you before. Can you stop following me? I don't want to be misunderstood by others."
She was really afraid of those rumors.
Frank's face changed slightly, his eyes dimmed for a moment, but after a few seconds, his eyes brightened again: "So, you are just afraid that others would misunderstand us, that's why you're ignoring me? Not because you don't want to have anything to do with me?"
Joanna: "..."
She was a bit speechless: "Mr. Parker, do you really want me to be blunt? Can't you see that I don't want to deal with you either? Didn't I say before that when we meet again, treat each other as strangers? Wasn't it clear enough? Do I need to say it again?"
Frank's eyes only shined for a few seconds before dimming again.
