"Oliver, you've had too much to drink, saying such things in front of Mrs. Cliff!" Grant Greenwood looked at Charlotte Green with a cool gaze, interrupting Oliver Hilton.
Charlotte knew the two of them were playing off each other, seemingly just wanting to make something clear to her.
But if she understood, could Kevin Cliff understand?
She thought that it was because of her that these three grown men couldn't speak their minds freely, and she also needed to step away to get some air.
"Sorry, I need to go to the restroom." She stood up, almost fleeing in panic.
Kevin Cliff, who had been looking down and playing with dice, suddenly raised his head to watch the figure that vanished from sight, his gaze turning cold as he glared at Oliver Hilton, silent.
"Kevin, we didn't expect you to bring her today," Grant Greenwood was the first to speak up, his probing eyes on Kevin Cliff, "Can I take it that by this action, you want everyone to accept her?"
