The man's gaze fell on the doll in her hand, which still bore the obvious saliva marks left by Mia Phoenix. She felt the surrounding temperature drop suddenly, leaving her at a loss for words.
Mia Phoenix, held in a servant's arms, was just over two years old but highly perceptive to changes in the atmosphere around her. She sensed that something was amiss and immediately burst into loud cries.
Sophia Phoenix, downstairs, heard her daughter's crying, handed her son to a servant and immediately went upstairs.
"Daddy, hug."
Upon seeing Sophia Phoenix, Mia Phoenix sought comfort in her babyish voice.
Seeing Trenton Smith's stern face, Sophia Phoenix knew his daughter had caused trouble. He braced himself, walked outside, took his little daughter into his arms, turned around, and called out to Trenton, "Treton, I..."
He wanted to speak well of his daughter, but on this matter, Trenton wouldn't let even a two-year-old off the hook.
He said coldly, "Get out."
