Amelia lowered her numb hand, slightly tilted her chin, and her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "Let me ask you, did my grandfather have a stroke after meeting with your father?"
"It was your grandfather who asked Mr. Boyle to call my dad over..."
"So you mean," Amelia interrupted him, "my grandfather had a stroke, because he brought it upon himself, right?"
Daniel Cooper furrowed his eyebrows and looked helpless, "You know I didn't mean that..."
"Then what do you mean?" Amelia, already so thin, had lost even more weight over the past couple of days. Her delicate small face with ever larger-looking eyes brimming with deep malice, coldly and calmly asked, "Your son and your father, they caused both my grandparents to die one after another, the Whites owe a debt to your family, the Coopers, which has now been paid off in full. From now on, you and everyone related to your Coopers, stay far away from me and never appear before me again."
