Chapter 394

"Master Jian, I'd appreciate it if you could clarify our relationship properly, so your admirer Miss Martin doesn't get the wrong idea," Juliana said seriously to Arthur, her tone calm but firm. Ayra still felt something was off, but before she could figure it out, Juliana had already stepped into the elevator and left. When Ayra looked up, she noticed Arthur staring at the elevator doors, his eyes revealing a trace of unspoken thoughts. "What a rude girl," Ayra muttered under her breath, barely containing her irritation. Juliana hailed a cab home, the evening breeze brushing against her face. Her mind felt oddly blank, as if she herself wasn’t sure what she was thinking. That 'I don’t like you' from Arthur… it must be true, right? She sighed quietly to herself. Just then, her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen and saw a single, blunt message: "You brat." Her lips parted in disbelief. Did Arthur really just text her that?! "Mr. Jian, please mind your refined image," she shot back,