"Huh," looking ahead, Alder Locke chuckled sarcastically, "You must dislike talking to me."
Feeling pointed out, Titus Zane pursed his lips awkwardly and stopped talking, as Alder Locke's voice rose again.
"I know you feel nothing towards me. Honestly, I don't know in what ways I am inferior to your brother-in-law."
Suddenly, Titus Zane lifted his gaze to look at Alder Locke, whose dark brows furrowed, the corners of his lips twisting in disdain.
"In terms of family background, I could outpace him by miles. As for capabilities…" Alder Locke let out another snort, "Just because I idle about all day doesn't mean I lack abilities. If I also started a company, I guarantee it would thrive."
Feeling uncomfortable as her man was belittled, Titus Zane coldly responded, "In terms of family background, Nathan Moore can't compare to you, but the fact is I love him, and I cherish him—that's indisputable!"
