"..." Lucas Scott paused in his footsteps, then his pupils constricted, his thin lips pressed tightly together, saying nothing, as he left the Yale Family Estate.
"Chester Yale, how come I didn't know you had such a good relationship with Lucas Scott? You were actually showing concern for him just now... Pinch me quick, see if I'm dreaming!"
Seeing Lucas Scott leave, Evelyn Sherman immediately scooted over to Chester Yale's side, looking at him suspiciously.
Two people who fought for over twenty years suddenly getting along.
How does she feel like the person in front of her isn't Chester Yale, but someone pretending to be him?
The more Evelyn thought about it, the more off it seemed. She reached out and started pulling at Chester Yale's face.
"Evelyn Sherman, are you jealous of my good looks and want to ruin my face?" Chester Yale suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, dominatingly pulling her into his arms.
"I'm just trying to see if you're wearing a human skin mask..."
