"Can you stop it? Your father seems very angry right now," Ayana looked at the man helplessly, knowing that Luca was using her to make his father angry.
Mark's face got darker when he looked at Luca and Ayana. In his vision, the couple looked like they were flirting with each other.
"Luca, let's talk with me for a bit in the study," Mark coldly gestured to his son to follow him upstairs, but Luca rejected it directly.
"Let's just talk about it here, father. It seems like my wife is unwell. We need to go back, so she can rest earlier," Luca said with a voice full of worry.
Ayana felt like her head was throbbing. She was going to get sick for real just looking at the man's pretentious nature.
The vein in Mark's head was bulging. He was going to roar when Irene's calm voice sounded from the corner of the room.
"It sounds like a great idea. Luca will meet you tomorrow after breakfast," Irene said as she gestured to Luca to bring Ayana out.
