This voice that was filled with arrogance and haughtiness was all too familiar to Ava.

Ava clenched her fist, knowing that her plan today was ruined.

She took a deep breath, recomposed herself, and turned around with an indifferent face.

Naya was dressed beautifully and carrying an expensive handbag. She stood in front of Ava arrogantly.

“Ava, this is the last time I'm warning you. Stop approaching my fiancé again.”

“Heh.” Ava could not help sneering. “Fiancé? Naya, you’re so shameless.”