Seeing the provocation in her eyes, Yosef narrowed his long, narrow eyes.
Very well.
Wanna play, huh?
He'd play along.
"You seem to have misunderstood," Yosef said, one hand in his pocket, a faint smile on his face.
Then he continued slowly, "My wife and I had a little disagreement today, and she's throwing a fit. My apologies for the scene, everyone."
Wife?!
"Who the hell is your wife!?"
Diana felt like she might spit blood on his face.
Not only her, but Patrick and Kirin were also shocked.
On the other hand, the security guard and the onlookers suddenly realized.
It made sense; this man was exceptionally handsome, and his demeanor was aristocratic. He didn't seem like a thug at all. The woman with him was incredibly beautiful too.
They looked like a couple.
The security guar
