Skye Brown: "Molly, what did you say?"
Abraham Redington: "Molly Wellington, say that again..."
Both voices rang out simultaneously.
Compared to Skye Brown's slightly astonished tone, Abraham Redington's voice was cold as frost, with an unexpected depth of anger.
Molly Wellington turned her face to look at Abraham Redington.
The delicate, fair face in the light and shadow held a sense of distant coldness.
The almond-shaped eyes that always looked at him with joy were now calm and unperturbed, as if she were looking at a stranger.
"I said, I don't want to marry." The young girl repeated in an extremely calm voice, her almond-shaped eyes icy and clear.
With that, Molly Wellington withdrew her gaze, turning from Abraham Redington to Skye Brown and Lily Redington sitting opposite.
