Hearing Dominic Hawke's words, Bea pouted, shaking her head in disapproval.
"Brother, Dad doesn't love Mommy at all. I heard Grandpa and Grandma say with my own ears, he treats Mommy as someone else's substitute. Mommy is the best mommy in the world, she's one of a kind, if Dad doesn't cherish her, I can't help him."
Even though he was happy Uncle Hawke was his dad, he was more inclined towards Mommy.
If Dad didn't truly like Mommy, he wouldn't side with Dad.
"How could that be? Who did Dad treat Mommy as a substitute for?"
Dominic Hawke furrowed his small brows, asking anxiously.
Bea tilted his head, trying hard to recall what the Hawke family's elders had said in the revolving restaurant.
"Grandma said she was that girl from the Miles family, named Samantha. Yes, that's the name, Evelyn Miles."
Evelyn Miles?
Isn't she the aunt who came to Dad's office today?
Dominic Hawke suddenly realized.
