Easton shot a frost-filled glare at the three girls, and just like that, their chatter instantly died down.

“What’s your name?” Easton finally fixed his gaze on Snow Marina.

Her face lit up with delight. “Easton, I’m Marina snow! If you can’t remember my name, you can just call me ‘baby’—or ‘wife’ works too!”

She blushed prettily, acting as if they were already married.

Hope scowled but stayed silent. She was curious to see how Easton would handle this.

The two lackeys flanking Marina Snowy waved excitedly and introduced themselves.

“Mr. Farrell, I’m Betty Troy.”

“Mr. Farrell, I’m Jenna Oscar!”

Marina’s smile froze, replaced by fury. She slapped one of...