"I don't know what you're talking about." Abraham Redington shot Yana Lucas a cold glance, walked to the table, picked up his cell phone, and swiped open the screen.
His expression was extremely cold, his long blue eyes were deep and detached, showing a reluctance to engage in conversation.
It was obvious that he was using the cell phone as an excuse to avoid talking to Yana Lucas.
Yana smiled, gently flicked her long hair, moved her delicate arms away from the cabinet she had been leaning against for a while, and walked straight towards Abraham Redington.
She approached, snatched Abraham's cell phone, and then, without hesitation, sat on the sofa beside him, lifting her cool, peach blossom eyes to stare directly at the slightly annoyed man.
She knew that with Abraham Redington's personality, he would be angry now.
But Yana Lucas spoke fearlessly, "Bro, I saw you kissing Molly..."
Abraham Redington's austere brows furrowed imperceptibly.
