Even someone like Theodore Lucas felt disgusted.
But now, he had no choice but to use this sickening relationship to buy time.
Sure enough, upon hearing Theodore's words, Evelyn Lucas's slender eyes flickered.
With a sultry glance, she leaned into Theodore, her soft hand gently resting on his chest, and said breathily, "Dad, are you saying this because you're concerned about me? But I remember, you're no longer my dad..."
She curled her lips, smiling alluringly.
"Or is it that... you also have different feelings for me, hmm?"
Just as in the past, Evelyn wrapped her arms around Theodore's waist, pressing her face to his chest.
Theodore choked back the surge of disgust, hugging her back, "After all, you're the child I watched grow up, cherished in the palm of my hand. You know, I used to love your mother very much, and that's why I hated her betrayal even more. However, none of this has anything to do with you. To be exact, you're also a victim..."
