Jarvy had always been very confident in his looks, so he decided to probe, "Miss Maryanne, do you still remember me?"
As he spoke, everyone quietened down, waiting to see Maryanne's reaction.
Maryanne initially looked ahead. She turned around when heard someone beside her asking her a question.
This glance completely caught her and Jarvy's sights.
Under his expectant gaze, she said flatly, "I don't remember you anymore."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
The next second, Jarvy smiled bitterly and said, "Miss Maryanne, are you holding a grudge against me?"
This seemed to be understandable. He changed his phone number because of her, so she was angry with him. But this happened a year and a half ago. If she still remembered, it would make her seem petty.
Jarvy suddenly felt a little disappointed. It seemed like his guess was correct. Maryanne had not changed in the slightest.
Just as Jarvy's interest was reduced, he saw Maryanne tilt her head, feeling puzzled. "What have you done, why should I hold a grudge against you?"
A movement of tilting her head made the hearts of the men quiver. It took a lot of effort for them to resist stroking her head.
Hobart did not have so much concern. This was his younger sister and he could rub it whatever he wanted.
He raised his hand and stroked Maryanne's black hair that was curled into a flower bud. He was about to help to explain the envious expression.
Jarvy stepped forward and asked Maryanne, "Miss Maryanne, do you really not remember?”
"She must be lying. Does his face be forgotten easily?" Jarvy suddenly doubted his life.
"Mm..." Maryanne said, "Why don't you tell me what happened back then?"
Jarvy looked at the left and right sides, then turned around and asked Maryanne, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." Maryanne nodded.
Anyway, she could do whatever she wanted. She had nothing to say to them, so she might as well listen to them.
When he saw that Maryanne had no objections, Jarvy actually started to get into a dilemma.
Forget it! She forced him to tell it in public. Don't blame him for telling it if she felt humiliated.
"It's like this..." Jarvy coughed and said with a look of sympathy or confusion, "We met once more than a year ago. At that time, you... you came to ask for my contact information."
Maryanne did not react much. "And then?"
"And then?"
Wasn't his reminder obvious enough?
Didn't she see the two other young masters who had met her before? They had revealed a look of disgust on their face.
Couldn't she just quit because of what she's done?!
Jarvy was in a dilemma, but he still forced himself to say, "I gave it to you, but later... I changed my phone number for a personal reason, which we couldn't contact. I'm sorry."
Her words sounded impeccable at first glance, but in fact, there were many mistakes.
Her straightforward not only won her a favorable impression but also gave Jarvy a step back. He couldn't help but reveal a smile, "Then..."
"I don't remember your past." Maryanne knew what he was going to ask. "I was saying that I might have remembered it before, but now, it's gone."
Since she fell in love with Milton, she had been worrying a lot, not to mention that she had gone through so much pain. She was no longer Maryanne of the past.
"Ha!" Mr. Ronald laughed first, then raised his hand and patted Jarvy on the shoulder, saying politely, "Mr. Tomson, it seems that your charm is nothing more than this. It has only been a year, but the girl has forgotten you."
"That's right. It looks like I have to try my best to make Miss Maryanne remember me this time," Jarvy said with a smile.
The atmosphere became lively again with Mr. Ronald’s help. Someone, immediately used Jarvy's words and asked Maryanne, "Miss Maryanne, then what about me? Do you still remember me?"
Maryanne looked at him seriously for a while, then shook her head.
"I'm from the Hemwerth. You can call me Brother!" Alexer said, giving Maryanne a blown kiss exaggeratedly.
"Get lost!" Another person pushed him away and introduced himself to Maryanne. "Sister Maryanne, my name is Nier Carlson. You can call me Nier."
A pack of wolf-like people who knew how to take a chance. They followed Hobart using Maryanne's nickname.
Hobart did not like this, but when he thought of why he brought Maryanne out today, he had to bear with it.
On the other hand, Maryanne was staring at Nier's outstretched hand, deep in thought.
This group of people called her "sister". It seemed that they really wanted to be her brother.
"Yes, you can't simply get a boyfriend. But you can get yourself a godbrother."

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