"How feather-brained you are. Don’t you help Eve secretly?" said Jason who didn't want to talk to Edgar anymore.
"As for the dream, it doesn't conflict with money." Edgar tightened his fists.
If this fellow didn’t make sense, he would teach him a good lesson.
How dare he call me feather-brained?
"It sounds like you are brainy." After hearing the solution, Edgar didn't care if he would offend Jason or not.
"Have you forgotten that you divorced Jenny because of Sarah?"
"So what?" asked Jason calmly.
"I don't know who regretted it before." Edgar snorted nonchalantly.
Looking at his complacent face, Jason said slowly, "I advise you to mind your politeness when talking to me.
Otherwise, I might tell you what you have done later to Eve. You don’t want her to know, do you? "
Edgar seemed to have a lump in his throat.
Damn it!