"Mr. McDonald…"
Thomas saw that Connor did not speak for a long time, so he could not help but say his name.
"You don't have to persuade me. I'm not interested in Stephanie. I only have Freya in my heart now!" Connor interrupted Thomas and continued, "Moreover, I think that even if Stephanie bears my child, she won't easily yield to me. If I do that, she might hate me even more. If she stabs me behind my back, I might not know how I died!"
"Mr. McDonald, those who achieve great things do not care about trifles!" Seeing that Connor rejected his idea directly, he continued, "I admit that even if Stephanie bears your child, she might not necessarily be on our side. But there's no harm in trying, right? Besides, how would you know if you don't try?"
"How do you know there are no hidden edges?" Connor whispered to Thomas.
