Rhea's head was spinning. So many information whirled in her head but she could not hold on to any.
First, had her father just called her his adopted daughter? What does that mean? How could she be an adopted— No way! Her coward of a father was just trying to play his way around.
What other thing had the man spoken again. Did he not just call someone 'son?'. That was not even all that mattered at the moment, she really had yet to digest the piece of information she just heard.
"What did you just say?" A sudden cold voice rang into the ears of everyone in the room snapping them back to reality. Eris looked straight at Orman Rockefeller. At the same time, everyone also looked at him.
"Son, did you like me to repeat myself now? This lady here, she is called Rhea. She is a child the woman I married before your mother adopted. But it is all in the past" Orman Rockefeller explained again. He was ignorant of the casualty he had caused.
