Iris Harris's gaze instantaneously turned cold.
This man was even more cold and ruthless than she had imagined; asking such a question was simply self-degrading.
Melody Nelson actually fell for such a man, one must admit it's quite pitiful, especially given how she was manipulated to such an extent by him.
Even her life was at stake.
"Once you withdraw the lawsuit, I will transfer the inheritance rights," Iris Harris stepped back and slightly nodded toward John Foster, "I hope that in the future, Mr. Foster, you'll keep your promise and not trouble my sister again. She's young, unable to distinguish between man and dog; I will make sure to teach her well. Farewell."
"..." John Foster squinted slightly, his long eyes fixed on the young woman in front of him.
Did she just call him a dog?
Iris Harris looked at him indifferently, her delicate brow carrying a touch of aloofness. She politely nodded and then turned to leave.
