Chapter 977

The entire room fell silent. Amelia was still clutching her glass, her hand frozen in mid-air. She was so stunned to hear this that she froze on the spot, unsure of how to react. Her brows were furrowed, and the color had drained from her face. Anyone with half a brain could figure out the intention behind Dylan's words, not to mention someone as intelligent as Amelia. Amelia's grip around her glass tightened as she resisted the urge to snap at Dylan. She was a hot-tempered person and would not tolerate anyone speaking about her like this, as though she was a mere object created for male fancy. Just as she was about to lose her temper, Yvonne's voice rang out, "Mr. Quinn, even you admit she's attractive and successful in her career, so why would she be single? She would've been snapped up long ago! Don't you agree?" Yvonne's smile was so natural when she said this that it was as though nothing wrong had happened. Amelia felt her anger dissipate at this. She turned around, relaxi