The tone of Roy Thompson's voice was as sinister as if it came from hell; he was truly about to explode!
If he hadn't come to this banquet tonight and accidentally overheard those gossiping women badmouthing his Lily in a corner, he wouldn't even have known that Lily Shaw had already left Aethel.
He didn't have time to worry about Lily Shaw's silent departure yet. The extreme anger on his handsome face had turned it somewhat ferocious, and the rage was bubbling intensely within his beautiful eyes. The scene of the socialites gathering to talk about his Lily seemed to appear right before him. The grating words spoken by the gossips lingered in his ears for a long time.
"It seems like something is missing from this banquet hall," said an elegant lady in a blue gown, holding a glass of beautifully colored red wine, looking around with some boredom.
