He held Selena Kensington's hand, squeezing her palm with a comforting intent.
Feeling Sterling Norwood's actions, Selena Kensington's heart steadied considerably.
After this gesture, Sterling Norwood glanced up at Lark Mayfield, "Sit down to talk."
Without any hesitation, Lark Mayfield sat down on the sofa beside him.
"What did you find on Sidney Dalton?"
Sterling Norwood spoke calmly.
Lark Mayfield frowned slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, "He has long been subjected to subconscious hints, and the one who gave him those hints has a bloodline connection with me!"
This was why Lark Mayfield's behavior was so unusual.
"You don't seem to have any direct relatives."
Sterling Norwood pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.
Lark Mayfield seemed to remember something, letting out a faint scoff, "My parents died over ten years ago."
"Was it from being pursued?"
Selena Kensington asked softly.
