Listening to Caden Lockwood's words, Evelyn held her breath and raised her eyes. Reflecting in them were two small images of him, yet that aura of dominance and coldness didn't decrease in the slightest.
"Uncle." Evelyn's voice was very soft, "Can you please control your temper a bit? Things aren't the way you think."
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Caden Lockwood raised an eyebrow, his tone icy.
"..."
"Evelyn, I'd rather you didn't know, because if you're aware and still decide to oppose me, are you tired of living?" Caden Lockwood said sternly.
Looking so arrogant and domineering, not even willing to listen to a single explanation, Caden Lockwood.
Evelyn felt inexplicably tired.
At this moment, the waiter finished serving the dishes. Sensing the tense atmosphere, even though there were two incredibly handsome men at the table, he dared not linger for a second.
