Mason Quinn watched him sigh slightly, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, with everything unspoken.
"Caleb, instead of feeling guilty, why not think about how to play with the Song Manor."
George Xyler adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Caleb Green's fingers clenched suddenly, the bulging veins indicating his current unrest.
"Song Manor."
Just two words, yet filled with endless anger.
Mason Quinn noticed the ruthlessness in his eyes and reminded, "Claire Green now doesn't want to touch the Song Manor for the time being, so hold on to your idea for now."
Doesn't want to touch, why?
Caleb Green turned his side to stare at him, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.
"In her words, the game has just started." Mason Quinn said with a smile.
Just then.
Julian Sia's deep and magnetic voice sounded, his gaze indifferent, "Stay out of it."
