To her, Irvin Sharman was a mystery.
He didn't even have a home in City S, yet he had rented the top floor of a hotel for a year and moved in, insisting that it was love at first sight for him.
There must be some secret about him...
Eve Thompson narrowed her eyes and walked inconspicuously towards the balcony.
Once there, she heard Irvin Sharman lowering his voice, "I know."
Although his voice was still seductive, there was detectable impatience.
She didn't know what the other person had said, but Irvin Sharman sneered helplessly, "If I can't marry Miss Thompson, then I should marry her illegitimate daughter? Ha... you're all so capable!"
"What enjoyment did my family give me? I didn't get anything. I'm just a tool to all of you!"
Not knowing what the other person said, Irvin Sharman was enraged and coldly responded, "In any case, you'd better hope I can marry Miss Thompson, because I won't marry that illegitimate daughter!"
He finished that sentence and hung up the phone.
