The Terrifying Toy

At that time, Carl was very young. Although he was not as handsome as Slike, his shrewd eyes were particularly bright among the crowd.

He stood there, his lips pursed and his expression indifferent.

Even though he appeared humble and courteous, there was greed in his eyes.

Isabella wondered if Slike realized at that time that Carl was a petty person who liked to curry favor with others for his interests.

Had he ever thought that Carl would one day replace his position and beat his beloved girl?

Isabella sighed. Just as she was about to put the photo into her bag, she suddenly remembered something and flipped the photo over again.

Carl's expression...

"Then did he marry your mother because he liked her a long time ago, or was it just to take care of his friend's wife?"

Isabella suddenly recalled Joseph's words earlier. For some reason, she felt that these words made her feel a little strange.

She looked at Carl in the photo, then at her mother who was smiling sweetly.