Chapter 894

"What did you just say, Mr. Nightingale?" The socialite widened her eyes in shock. A second later, her eyes were rimmed with tears as she said, "How… How could you say that about me, Mr. Nightingale?" "What about it? Am I wrong for speaking the truth?" Ian questioned. His expression was calm and collected, but his words were extremely cold and cutting. The socialite thought highly of herself, and it was the first time she had been humiliated in such a way. She believed that Ian must have been mistaken and tried to belittle Willow once again to regain her ground. But before she could get anything out of her mouth, the group of women, who were considered her best friends, nudged her a few times. It was only then that she realized Ian hadn't come alone. Someone else was next to him; to be precise, he had been tightly holding onto that woman's hand. It was none other than Willow. The socialite was so shocked that her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She looked at Willow, who w