78 077: Can't even find a place to cry from regret

Blythe Trenchard stood proudly in front of Terrence Lentz.

Arrogant.

She was the young lady of the Owen Clan, a real scholar.

Terrence Lentz was already a step below her.

If she could take a liking to Terrence Lentz and not look down on him, Terrence Lentz had no right to refuse her!

When Blythe Trenchard was waiting for Terrence Lentz to answer, he acted as if he hadn't seen her and strode forward.

"Terrence Lentz!"

Blythe Trenchard was furious and grabbed Terrence Lentz.

With an impatient gaze, Terrence Lentz shook off Blythe Trenchard's hand, "If you're sick, go take your medicine."

Looking at Terrence Lentz's back, Blythe Trenchard stomped her foot angrily.

That good-for-nothing!

He really went too far.

Did he think he was so remarkable?