Samuel just coldly snorted and went back to smoking his cigar. "Do you think I don't know what you have been thinking all these years? You are also one year older than Tom, do you know that?"
Seeing Sasha standing with a stupid face, Samuel grabbed his cellphone from the table and bit the cigar in his mouth. "To hell with your explanation, now hurry up and choose a good day and finish your wedding with the Peter family as quickly as possible. Tom Wibowo is not the right person for you."
Sasha was really surprised by what Samuel said just now.
Her eyes flashed with rage, mixed with fear and determination. She crumpled her engagement invitation in her hand and spoke firmly, "Brother, I like Tom... I want to get engaged to him!"
Samuel was busy looking for a number on his phone screen when he heard it and suddenly stopped moving.
"What did you say?"
