Doreen felt a blush creep up her cheeks; she had no answers to offer.

“What are you trying to say?"

“I'm saying that the ‘not-so-beautiful' painting was done by Keegan, while the 'beautiful' one was painted by me. Look, you don't know art.

You and Keegan have nothing in common," Deanna said as she put away the painting, giving Keegan a quick glance.

"And another thing, artists always got refined taste. I reckon Keegan's into classy and sophisticated girls, not the hot and sexy ones," she added.

Keegan nearly choked on her words.

He coughed and couldn't help but burst into laughter

Sure, the girl was a bit spoiled, but she sure had her charm.

Doreen's expression changed.

“You're talking like you know him real well. You're just an inexperienced girl. Don't go assuming other people's preferences."

Deanna tilted her head and turned to Keegan.

"Keegan, am I wrong?"

Keegan suppressed his smile and nodded.

“You're right."

He did have a thing for elegant Ladies, not the hot ones.

Keegan's expression turned serious as he handed the thermos to Doreen.

“I appreciate your affection for me, but I don't share the same romantic feelings. It's best if we don't meet again in the future."

Doreen felt a surge of anger, yet she refused to accept her failure.

Throughout her life, she had always effortlessly obtained whatever she desired, and there seemed to be no Limit to what she could get.

“Keegan, I won't give up until you find a girlfriend. Our differences don't matter; in fact, they complement us well. They make us a perfect match. You're the introvert and I'm the extrovert. I can handle the business side while you take care of our family. It's an ideal partnership!"

Keegan found himself at a loss for words.

He had the qualities of both an introvert and an outgoing person, making him quite versatile.