CHAPTER 92

The man decided to ignore what Ray just said. Although he couldn't accept his daughter speaking that way toward him, he just sighed and stared at her for a few seconds in silence. She may look quite similar to him, but her features are more identical to the woman he loved. 

"You know, you look like your mom. Except for your eyes, of course." He muttered out of the blue as he smiled at the memory of Ray's mother. Ray's smile was replaced with a frown. Her eyes looked like she was eyeing her prey and was ready to attack at any moment. Her hands curled into fists as she gritted her teeth. The people around them started looking away from them since they were scared now that Ray looked like she was about to murder someone.

"Don't. You. Dare... mention my mother with that filthy mouth of yours, ever. AGAIN!"