"Brother-in-law..."
"Don't understand?" Sylvan Cheney interrupted her coldly.
Lana Fern was startled, feeling nervous and at a loss.
As a worldly-wise person and an acquaintance of Sylvan for many years, she was able to maintain her poise.
However, she had never seen Sylvan so furious like this.
Why?
Because of that woman Jasmine Yale?
Yes, it has to be.
Since Sylvan returned to Landon, he has been meeting Jasmine frequently.
That woman must have been poisoning his mind!
A wretch! Really despicable!
"Mr. Cheney..." Lana changed her salutation, "I was only worried about my sister. She misses you, both Chris and I feel sorry for her."
"It should be Yolanda who calls me, not you."
Sylvan's voice was indifferent, with a grim face.
Chale Cheney, sipping milk, glanced surreptitiously at Sylvan.
He lowered his voice: "Jasy, dad is angry."
"Does he often get angry?" Jasmine took a bite of her bread.
"Not really, he is nice to me, and he's nice to you too, Jasy."
"..."
