Beyond the Divorce

I also turned my gaze toward Arton. I had seen pictures of this man, so I was sure that Charlie was his son.

The Reese family's genetic traits were strong. It especially showed in those distinctive eyes they had.

Arton's appearance was familiar to me, but his intense hostility was overwhelming. The moment I saw him, I recognized him from the photos, and I also remembered our encounter at Midnight Bar. He was the man I had asked for room numbers when I got lost in the corridor.

His eyes had been fixed on me since he entered, showing caution, hostility, and suspicion.

Annika looked at her brother, nudged him slightly, and hastily introduced us, "Arton, this is Ms. Chloe."

He remained silent, using his cunning eyes to scrutinize me up and down.

I didn't stand up. Instead, I looked at him confidently and asked coldly, "Do you remember me, Mr. Arton?"

expression on his face and didn't answer my question. However, it was clear that he

continued, "You must be familiar with Melanie, Mr. Arton. I'm here

know anyone named Melanie! What are you doing here? Who are you?" Arton didn't hold back his hostile questioning. His tone was full of animosity and aggression, which clearly showed that he was a troublemaker. Before I could respond, Donovan slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang, shouting, "You unfilial thing! What have you been doing out

a bad temper, but I still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. I couldn't imagine what it would be like to live in a family like

Charlie if we brought him back here and he had to face

voice, Dad? Ms. Chloe is here. Let's discuss the serious business first, then you can talk to Arton privately

shout so loudly, old man?

didn't you

knew that Arton had been spoiled

"He's acting like this because you've spoiled him. Do you think he's