Freya frowned. "Hannah, what are you even wearing? Where do you think you're going dressed like that? Dad already told you that he hates it when you dress so flashy. Go home and change."

Hannah spun her fingers, flashing her sparkling ring and showing off every inch of her meticulously styled outfit. She said, "How do I look, Freya? This outfit is perfect for a date, right?"

She completely ignored Freya's warning, brushing it off without a second thought.

"A date? Hannah, who are you going on a date with?" Freya sensed something was off about the whole situation.

Hannah gave a coy, exaggerated laugh. "I'm not telling. That's all you're getting! Bye now!"

She strutted two steps out. Then, she suddenly turned back and looked at Andrew with a smug little smirk. "Andrew, remember how Dad and Logan used to talk about marrying one of us Keller sisters off to you? Too bad you didn't know how to appreciate the opportunity."

She continued, "Well, now I've got a boyfriend. He's bett