"If Mr. Kong knew that his daughter wasn't as pure and innocent as everyone thinks, I suppose, he would be very proud and pleased!"
He raised his eyes, his gaze shifting. His smile deepened. "Miss Blair, what do you think?"
Helen Blair's face became slightly pale, her hands discreetly tightening on her knees.
He had already found out everything, knew her weakness, and threatened her here. Damn him, he was threatening her, but still maintained a courteous and noble demeanor.
"Mr. Kong must consider himself lucky. He originally worried that there was no successor to his company, even painstakingly had a son. But it turns out that the legitimate successor of Blair Group is so promising. I think he will laugh in his dreams."
Oliver Hoffman laughed and talked, while also eating and not forgetting to serve Helen Blair. His movements were smooth and natural with a British gentleman's demeanor. Quickly, the small dish in front of Helen Blair piled up like a small mountain.