Chapter 17 Make Up a Story

Alexander didn't have a good impression of Eden. After hearing that it was because of Galilea, Alexander ordered the security guards in the lobby to let Eden enter his office.

"Mr. Blake, there's something I want to tell you. I'm really ... at the end of my wit."

Eden didn't sleep much last night. His face was filled with helplessness. He said, "Galilea..."

Eden covered his face with his hands and rubbed his face hard as if he was unable to speak.

There was no expression on Alexander's handsome face, but the coldness in his eyes faded a little. He said, "Galilea? What happened to her?"

Eden was nervous. From last night until now, he had repeatedly recited countless phrases in his mind. Now, when Eden spoke in front of Alexander, it was still as if he was reciting a book. "Mr. Blake, perhaps you still don't know. The girl you slept with at the hotel that night... She ... she is my younger sister, Galilea!"