"Could you tell me the reason, Uncle? Is it... do you have someone else you love?"
Bennet Reed probed, clearly seeing Valentine Teller freeze, stiff like a puppet, neither shaking nor nodding her head, just lowering it very low.
It seemed he guessed right.
A raging fire of anger instantly ignited in Bennet Reed's heart.
He always thought Valentine Teller was serious about relationships, never expected her to be so fickle, it disappointed him greatly.
"What does the man do?"
He wanted to see who she could find that was better than his excellent son?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Uncle, I'm sorry."
How could she say it?
That man was also his son.
The cause of everything stemmed from grudges of the previous generation, she couldn't bear to let the elder suffer harm.
This bitter fruit, let her swallow it alone!
"Hmph!"
Bennet Reed gave her a cold glance, thinking if she didn't tell, could he not find out?
Just a few hours, and he would know everything.
