"Children have a short memory, they might forget everything once they're full." The attendant explained in a low voice.
Galo shook his head in disagreement, setting down his wine glass, "If you still consider them as children, you'll suffer at their hands sooner or later. That little girl named Youyou is like a cactus, she'll prick you all over if you're not careful!"
"I underestimated them!" The attendant bowed respectfully.
"Yet, Zexian Karl surprised me. After all this time, he still hasn't figured out it was I who took his daughter? They say a comfortable environment becomes a person's grave; looks like he's not far from his death!"
Galo's grip on the wine glass tightened violently, his veins popping out on the back of his hand, even his eyes revealed a sharp coldness.
"Master, it seems like there's something happening outside the villa!"
Someone hurriedly came to report from outside the door, looking somewhat strange.
