Spencer Childe barely flinched.
He was well-acquainted with rough seas and had killed many times over. Jasmine Yale was simply beneath his notice.
"You Fern folks truly lack reason," Jasmine Yale sneered, "From top to bottom, not a single one of you plays fair."
"And you, an outsider, are nothing!" Spencer Childe snapped back coldly.
"Don't lose your temper, old man. It will do you no good. If you were to die from rage, this spacious house and all its wealth would fall into the hands of outsiders!"
Jasmine Yale deliberately stared at him.
Her remarks, however, just made Spencer Childe's anger flare up!
His greatest hatred in life was his family's wealth falling into malicious hands!
Unfortunately, he only had one daughter, who had already passed away.
His son-in-law and grandson were both eyeing his wealth, each one more unscrupulous than the last! All of them were full of insincerity! All of them!
Jasmine Yale noticed Spencer Childe's complexion change.
