"If you haven't figured someone out, don't easily invest your emotions."
"If even the Yale Family can't find out about someone, then nine times out of ten their information has been tampered with. She's not as simple as you think!"
Chester Yale's warning echoed in his ears, line by line.
Chad Yakov held his head in his hands, kneeling on one knee, screaming in agony.
It's not true...
She's not that kind of person.
His Victoria was just a simple girl. Her closeness to him was just coincidence, not a deliberate plan.
It must be just a misunderstanding...
"Chad, what's wrong? Your facial expression looks very pale. Are you feeling unwell?" Cheryl Thompson worriedly supported him, tightly holding Chad Yakov, trying to help him up from the ground.
Chad Yakov shook his arm, pushing her away, his eyes cold and bloodthirsty.
"Get out!"
