"What are you asking this for?" Zoe Smith's face turned unpleasant as she glared at Trenton Smith.
"I just want to clear up some things."
"What does it have to do with you?" Zoe Smith said harshly, standing up and turning to leave, but Trenton Smith said indifferently from behind her, "Was it because he discovered you had a hereditary mental illness that Luke Moore didn't want you back then?"
Zoe Smith's footsteps stopped abruptly.
She turned around fiercely, her face slightly twisted as she stared intently at Trenton Smith.
It was an expression of deep pain, filled with loathing.
Trenton Smith watched her for a while, then cleared his gaze and said calmly, "So, the hereditary mental illness is real?"
He actually didn't feel much inside.
He had prepared himself mentally, perhaps there was a bit of reluctance that made him come to ask her clearly.
Zoe Smith looked at him, then as if thinking of something, scoffed coldly, "You couldn't possibly have found out too, could you?"