"That you want to smash him," Glyn answered bluntly.
"W-what?"
Diana rapidly blinked.
The woman shrugged. "If you're referring to right now, I'd say you look like you want to kill him and I think I can tell why. But every other day, yeah, you totally stare at him like you wanna smash em."
A low chuckle was bubbling out of her.
When silence followed, she glanced at Diana to find her staring at her in horror. "What? You asked."
"I don't look at him like that," Diana denied, frowning.
"Oh please." Glyn rolled her eyes. "You do. But don't worry, it's not a big deal. Ninety nine percent of women look at him that way, his assistant is not even an exception."
Diana snapped her gaze over to Mia.
Glyn continued, "They can't be blamed, you know? I hate to say it, but my brother is stupidly handsome, he doesn't deserve it. I can't count how many women's heart he's broken."
She laughed.
