My hand trembled, and the umbrella nearly slipped from my grasp.
Tomer was completely stunned.
The elderly don't easily withstand shocks; blood rushed to his brain, and his chest felt tight, barely able to breathe.
All these years, she had always treated Qiana as family, unwaveringly loyal.
Yet... who would have thought, after all these years, the Cheney Residence had been nurturing a little wolf, indulging it with good food and drinks, only to discover after more than a decade that this little wolf's family had once bitten the Cheney Family.
"Jasmine Yale, are you Patronus Ximenez's granddaughter?" Tomer pushed Jasmine Yale, his tone cold, "Did you know all along and yet stayed at Cheney Residence, indulging yourself, and seducing Mr. Cheney?"
Jasmine Yale lowered her head, her long eyelashes laden with droplets.
Her eyes gently blinked, and the droplets fell, indistinguishable whether they were rain or tears.
