"How can you say I'm opposing you?" Trenton Smith said leisurely. "Looking back to those years, wasn't it you who showed disrespect to me first? When you fired at her back then, did it ever cross your mind that she was mine? Just because I didn't confront you directly at that time, you can't treat that event as if it never happened."
"Trenton Smith!" The man's silence was brief, and then his voice suddenly escalated, his usual gentle tone now laced with biting coldness, as if an icy dagger hovered above the heart, ready to strike fatally in the next second. "If you dare take Aldana Candi away again, I won't let you off!"
He was already furious beyond measure over this matter.
To provoke this man into losing his composure like that, even Trenton Smith began to wonder if he had truly gone too far.
