Charles Chill was slightly taken aback, his gaze falling on Joshua Sulliven's face, tinged with a trace of curiosity. Could it be that all those rumors were false?
Joshua Sulliven retracted his gaze and turned it towards Keira Leaf, who was somewhat intoxicated on the sofa.
"Though she's just a plaything, she still carries the title of Mrs. Sulliven. Does Young Master Chill dare to blatantly try to take what belongs to me, Joshua Sulliven, without being prepared to face the consequences?" Joshua Sulliven's tone turned sharp in an instant.
Charles Chill looked up to meet his gaze, momentarily forgetting to react, only feeling as if the vast space had suddenly transformed into a vast ocean, making even breathing difficult for him.
