Lucas gave a cold chuckle, "It seems that William hasn't changed at all, still using this same old trick.
Do you all think that every person who approaches me, Lucas, is interested in our Marson family's wealth and luxurious life?
Don't project your own characters onto everyone else."
Emily's face turned red in anger, her finger lightly tracing her purse as she raised her elegant eyebrows, retorting coldly, "Lucas, what is the meaning of your words?
We meant well, are you trying to insinuate something?"
"I don't mean anything of that sort auntie.
If you insist on interpreting it that way, there's nothing I can do."
He deliberately put a heavy emphasis on the word 'auntie'.
Emily's face darkened even further than when she was arguing with Beauty, gripping her purse tightly.
"Well, since you've said that, I won't interfere anymore.
Let your father deal with you in the future!
