Dean Carter was furious.
Before he had time to explode, Mason Bennett's voice, cold to the extreme, rang out unhurriedly.
"Not interested."
Joanne was cut off by Dean and for a second didn't react to what he meant.
Then she remembered what she'd just said, and her expression instantly darkened.
So Mason was saying he wasn't interested in even getting to know her?
Joanne clenched her teeth hard; even someone as smooth and socially adept as her was having trouble holding it together right now.
This man really didn't have the slightest thought about her?
How was that possible?
Besides, wasn't what she was wearing today his type?
"Young Master Bennett, you're really hurtful." Joanne said with a heartbroken look.
That pitiful, delicate expression was enough to make any man want to pull her into his arms and cherish her.
Unfortunately, Mason wasn't included among those men.
Just then, there was a commotion at the door.
