"Hahaha, maybe she’s interested in me and came over to chat." Dean Carter said with a hearty laugh.

Nicholas Smith gave him a look that said "figure it out yourself."

But he was indeed a bit curious.

The place they were at could be considered a corner. Mason Bennett liked quietness, so they chose to sit there.

So, Joanne Jordan was definitely coming for them.

It’s undeniable, Joanne was truly beautiful, especially with that natural allure and charm that no man could resist.

Today, the woman was wearing a red dress, off-shoulder; because she was rather tall, the hem just covered her buttocks, revealing her long, snowy-white thighs. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Joanne’s skin wasn’t particularly fair, but wearing red, she looked stunning nonetheless.

The woman swayed her hips, walked up to the three of them, but didn’t even glance at Dean Carter and Nicholas.

With a smile on her lips, she looked at Mason Bennett, her voice sultry.

"Young Master Bennett, what a coincidence, meeting again."

Dean Carter raised his head, let out a heavy sigh, looking dejected.

Why was this cold block of ice so attractive to women?

Mason Bennett didn’t even lift his head, completely ignoring Joanne, let alone responding to her.

Joanne stood there, after several seconds without getting a response from Mason.

On that exquisitely made-up face, her smile showed signs of cracking.

"Young Master Bennett, I’m Joanne, we met yesterday. Do you remember?"

Joanne said, unwilling to give up, while shifting her position, trying to get into Mason Bennett’s line of sight.

Upon hearing her, Mason Bennett finally lifted his head, throwing her a glance.

Seeing Mason Bennett looking over, Joanne was instantly pleased, her smile became more alluring.

It’s true, there was no man who could ignore her beauty.

"You’re blocking the light." Mason’s voice was flat without any fluctuation.

Hearing this, Joanne felt a wave of frustration sticking in her chest, nearly suffocating her.

How could this man be so clueless about romance?

But then again, Mason Bennett was exactly that kind of person.

Cold as ice, not interested in women.

Such a person made her feel even more challenged, stirring a strong urge to conquer him.

"Sorry about that." Joanne replied apologetically with a smile,.

As she moved aside, naturally sitting on the single sofa next to Mason Bennett.

Watching this unfold, Dean Carter was utterly dumbfounded, looking at Nicholas Smith.

What was going on here?

Nicholas Smith couldn’t help but laugh, what else could it be than Mason Bennett’s good charm?

"I wonder whose companion Miss Jordan is today?"

They were all classmates, and all were male.

The party had a few women, all brought along by others as companions or relatives.

Joanne couldn’t have come alone, but if she was accompanied by someone.

Then coming over here at this moment would be quite inappropriate.

Joanne naturally knew what he was thinking, and laughed as she said: "Charles Cheyne said coming alone would be embarrassing, insisted on bringing me along, but ran off to play as soon as we got here, I could only come over here, Nicholas doesn’t mind, right?"

Joanne waved her hand helplessly.

Nicholas Smith raised an eyebrow, smiling without saying a word.

This Charles Cheyne was known as a playboy.

Everyone knew he and Joanne had a good relationship, initially thinking he had an interest in her.

But later discovered, there wasn’t any ambiguous relationship between them, however, one thing was clear.

Charles Cheyne listened particularly well to Joanne’s words.

So their relationship was indeed quite puzzling to others.