Maxwell sighed and turned around. He was walking back to the mansion when he bumped into another person. This time, it was his son, Lucas.

“Aren’t you going to work today?” Maxwell asked with concern, though it seemed to have not landed well with Lucas.

Lucas glanced at his father coldly. “I’m going right now,” he said neutrally.

Maxwell was used to being treated so coldly by Lucas, so he thought nothing of it and walked back to the mansion.

The atmosphere inside the mansion was very gloomy. Phoebe and Anya were still hugging each other, crying.

Maxwell simply glanced at them and walked upstairs to wash his hand in his attached bathroom without asking anything. It was as if nothing happened at all.

at their incessant crying. “For god’s sake, will you two just stop crying?! Especially you, Anya. You should be

were grossly swollen by

away her tears. “Dad, Anya was

before she could finish her sentence. “Is this how you raised your daughter? Anya must’ve learned all those dirty tricks from you! After all,

and Anya’s?! Yes, it’s true Anya was the mastermind behind the online scandal, but hasn’t it ever crossed your mind that she’s doing it to bring justice to all the people who Corinne had

anything, Beatrice—who was massaging her temples—butted in impatiently, “We’ll find out in three days whether Corinne stole Josephine’s university spot

Anya. “Stop crying now, and

say anything after that. She quickly pulled Anya up, and the two

dear?” asked Cedric worriedly. “Shall I ask

necessary.

visibly relaxed after he

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