“This is Mr Gold," said Harriet, cutting off all of Laurel's flowery thoughts. And her next words made the flowers on Laurel's head immediately wither, "My husband."
Harriet opened her eyes a little wider than usual. This made her warm, shaded gaze disappear into a gaze that looked half sharp and half friendly. When Laurel saw Harriet, she unconsciously flinched back.
Why? Why did this lowly woman scare her?
It was like seeing… a ruler looking down on her.
No, no. The man behind her looked even more terrifying after Laurel watched him closely. Was it because she had insulted his wife earlier? Did this handsome man hear everything?
“Ahem,” Laurel cleared her throat softly to calm herself.
“Excuse me,” Laurel knew when it was time to back off. She had humiliated herself in public, and
