Daniel Cooper laughed softly, a hint of contempt between his eyebrows, "She's not even worth my time to deal with. I just can't stand to see her pretending to fit in and deceive Old Mr. White."
If it hadn't been for Edward White's insistence on defending Snow White that night, he might have hesitated to tell Amelia about this matter.
After all, such weak bonds were barely worth reclaiming.
Amelia chuckled, "When did you become so kind-hearted?"
"…When have I not been kind-hearted?"
Amelia simply replied, "Oh, I never noticed before."
Mr. Cooper, "…"
Fine, he wouldn't argue with a pregnant woman.
Although Amelia said so, she still went with Daniel Cooper to the meeting place.
She used to think that the tea room was a refined and quiet place to cultivate one's taste, but recently, she had found it to be not the case.
It seemed that many important figures also favored this place for their secret dealings.
