Franti Cassia flipped her curly hair and smiled, "Mr. John, you must have seen it more clearly than I do, right?"
She sneered, "Why do you put on airs? Look at the interaction between the two children and Louis. Isn't it obvious enough?"
A hint of disappointment flashed through Franti's eyes. She bit her lips and said, "As an onlooker, I have seen clearly how John feels for Wendy. Has Miss Wendy ever responded to Mr. John in the past few years? On the contrary, the way they get along with Louis now... Don't you really care about it, Mr. John?"
As she spoke, she relaxed her body and leaned against the back of the chair leisurely. "The one you have guarded for many years is taken away once..."
Every word was heartbreaking.
John Wilson tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Blue veins stood out on the back of his white hand.
Franti sighed and said in a soft voice, "My love for Louis is just like Mr. John's love for Wendy. I can understand Mr. John's current situation."