Felix Thorne, however, had a strange look on his face. He didn't seem to want to compete with Phoenix Golding's family, so he said, "How about a different job? It's not worth fighting with the Golding family over."
"It's because you don't want to go against Phoenix Golding, isn't it? Hmph. Are you afraid your old flame will be displeased?"
Phoebe Huxley's temper flared. Forgetting all about saving her husband's face, she began to mock him in front of everyone. That vixen, Phoenix Golding, was the biggest thorn in her side—one she could never remove in this lifetime.
Unless Phoenix Golding died.
"What nonsense are you spouting? Get back to cooking!" Felix Thorne's face darkened as he shot Phoebe Huxley a vicious glare.
Phoebe Huxley grew a bit timid and muttered, "A guilty conscience needs no accuser. As if I don't know you're still hung up on that vixen..."
Tang Xiaonan was flabbergasted. 'Holy crap, my bargain-bin dad and the female lead's mother were old flames?'
