"Yes." Arthur Lindsey blurted out almost immediately.
Without any hesitation.
However, an intricate blend of emotions flickered at the corner of his arrogantly perfect lips.
It was apparent jealousy towards Ella Lacey's deep-seated feelings for Erwin Simpson...
"Oh! Really?" Ella Lacey couldn't believe what she heard, she was almost twirling from the edge of her seat! Her little face showed nothing but disbelief.
She clearly remembered that Erwin was declared dead before he was taken away by the ambulance...
"Ella, can you calm down a bit?"
Arthur Lindsey secured her with his long arm, leaning her into the leather seat, and fastened her seatbelt again, "My little mosquito is still in your belly. You need to be responsible for her, understand?"
"...Understood." Ella Lacey felt guilty.
She understood that Arthur's jar of vinegar might be tipped over out of jealousy at any time...
But she had to dig into this matter.
