"What do you know?"
Terrence spoke unhurriedly as his gaze became less malicious.
"Alexa, if you want to know, go ask your brother."
Brenton's words made Alexa more and more panicked.
"What is it?" Alexa asked anxiously. "What are you hiding from me?"
"You would rather believe him than me?" Terrence asked coldly. "You believe whatever he says?"
"Tsk," Brenton sneered. "You are already scared, Mr. Ramsey?"
Terrence ignored him and looked straight into Alexa's eyes.
"I didn't lie to you, and I didn't need to lie to you," Terrence said slowly and clearly. "No one can make me do or say things against my own will."
"Stop pretending." Brenton continued to fan the flames. "It's easy to say. What's the point of fake sincerity?"
"Brenton, since you dare to mess with me," Terrence sneered, "then you'd be able to bear the consequences."
"Just wait and see."