Lucas Walker, who had been born fatherless and lost his mother at a young age, naturally felt a sense of compassion for her when he heard that she was also an orphan.
He frowned at her, "Stop pretending, you didn't shed a single tear."
Ivana Bennett pouted her little mouth. Indeed, her acting skills were not up to scratch. Next time, she would need to bring some chili powder or mustard water for assistance.
Just as she was contemplating how to carry on with her acting, Lucas had already straightened up, moving the hand that held the gun away.
"I forgive you this time, but... this is the last time."
He knew she was pretending, and still chose to forgive her?!
Ivana looked at Lucas with some surprise. "Are you really not angry with me?"
Lucas looked deeply into her eyes. "Like I said, this is the last time."
She had toyed with him so much, brought him to this point, and yet he was still willing to forgive her?
Had this child been kicked in the head by a mule?!
