Sally showed no remorse and wanted Nash to see Nina's true colors.

Nash walked up to her, expressionless, and coldly asked, "Who let you in?"

Sally replied, "I'm your mother. Why wouldn't I be allowed in?"

She said it as if it was a matter of course.

Nash's lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes cold as ice, filled with a murderous glint.

It was the first time Sally had seen such an expression on Nash's face, and she felt a chill run down her spine.

"You came here to burn down my house?" Nash's voice grew even colder.

Sally, who had been confident, now changed her tune. "I only wanted to teach Nina a lesson, I didn't mean to burn down the house. Nash, how could I possibly cause you trouble..." "You didn't just want to burn down the house. You intended to harm Nina and her unborn child!" Nash's voice was icy, devoid of any warmth. "You think I won't do anything to you?" The cold words made Sally tremble.

"Nash..."

tinged with a blood-red hue as he sneered, "And now you expect me to defend you? Where do you get the nerve?"

I'm not your son, right?" Nash's voice was harsh, his lips curling into a cold smile. "If anything had happened to Nina today, how would you plan

to believe this was Nash. "Even if you're not my biological son, you grew up in the York family. That makes you my son! How could you turn out like this?

harsh tone and felt it was too

confront Sally

was usually cold and indifferent towards Sall but he

almost as if

right then

actually do something drastic. After all, Sally was still his nominal mother. No matter how overbearing she was,

grabbed his hand. "Nash, let the police

forcefully shook off her hand. The force made Nina stagger backward a

had done, Nash turned

moved to support

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