At these words, the murderous intent in the Old Master's eyes intensified.
Vivian Linton's cunning defense was laced with blatant provocation.
She appeared fragile, but she was acting fearlessly, confident in her backing.
Her subtext seemed to be that with Tristan Sterling supporting her, as long as he believed her, no one could touch her.
The Old Master subconsciously glanced at his granddaughter-in-law.
His heart ached for her.
To be in danger at the same time as the other woman, only for your husband to save her and abandon you and your unborn child…
Who could possibly endure that?
The Old Master had expected to see grief and fury on his granddaughter-in-law's face.
But Holly Sinclair was completely expressionless.
Only the excessive coldness in her gaze betrayed the hatred in her heart.
Vivian Linton's heart skipped a beat under Holly's stare.
A horrifying chill ran down her spine.
