"Zayla!"
"Lincoln!"
She picked up the goblet on the table, shook it gracefully, and tasted it carefully.
Her smile was terrifying, and Grace swallowed her saliva in fright.
"The royal family? What is the royal family? In this world where everything is about money, the Powell family should be the king!"
Grace heard this sentence and was already frightened. Now, she was even more at a loss...
Could she say anything like that?
Terence also realized this and immediately stepped forward to stop her.
"Miss Powell..." she called out to Jasmine and shook her head at her. "Although our people are in charge of Snow Manor, we need to be careful."
"What are you afraid of?"
With her arms crossed in front of her chest, Jasmine was very arrogant. "Over 80% of Brevan's industries belong to our family, and Kovis alone accounts for 60%. Without our Powell family's support, could Lincoln live so freely and comfortably?