Amelia was left somewhat speechless by the shout.
Her dad had been in a coma for several years, but his short temper hadn't changed at all.
"Dad..."
"Don't say anything else. I will not approve of you two being together."
"..."
She couldn't help but laugh. "Dad, are you even going to let people talk? I just wanted to remind you that you haven't seen what Daniel gave you."
Only then did Albert Foster remember the envelope, he glanced down at it. "There's nothing worth looking at. It's just some tricks to deceive people."
Amelia sighed softly. It seemed that her father's misunderstanding of Daniel Cooper ran deep.
It was all that damn Grace Johnson's fault...
Thinking of this, she changed the subject. "Dad, I heard you found out all this through some newspapers. But those newspapers are from several months or even several years ago... You're so wise and intelligent, didn't you realize something was off?"