Alexander's POV
Duncan family mansion, Daniel's study.
I lifted my head, glancing indifferently at my Daniel's darkened face, and smiled, "Daniel, just sign it! Mechelle Diaz is not Sophia. You might as well give up on her!"
"You!" He suddenly looked up, sharp coldness piercing my face as if he wanted to vent his anger by killing me.
"Daniel, I'm advising you to accumulate virtue. You've done plenty of dirty things in your life, don't think I'm unaware. All those women you've been with who resemble Sophia, don't you realize how twisted that is?" I squinted, speaking coldly.
"How dare you! I'm your Daniel!" He slammed the table, face turning ashen, but he was helpless. He had underestimated his own son. They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I was his son—how could I possibly be kind?
