Chapter 22

Ida smiled in response. "Thank you, Ms. Sands. This is Iris, my sister's daughter." Winter smiled mildly and uttered, "Ah, no wonder. You're quite beautiful too." Meanwhile, there was a dark look in Thomas' eyes. Aside from Josh, who was still in the hospital, every member of the Franklin family was there. And the men were all staring at Iris, left in surprise by her beauty. Iris tugged at her little handbag—it matched her dress, and she wanted to hide her nervousness. There were plenty of other dresses in her closet, but she picked this one because she knew how she would look. She was simply jealous, and she refused to let Thomas look at another woman—even if it was his fiancee. Unsurprisingly, she could see Thomas’ death stare as well as how the other men were ogling her. Iris leisurely sat down and put her legs together, even turning slightly to flaunt her alluring figure. She didn’t need to do anything, but she was picturesque enough to fit in a painting. "Are you feeli