325 Fell into the Hale Family's den, feeling like sitting on pins and needles

Study Room

Old Sir Hale took the lead, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to pull out a leather whip, a ruler, and a wooden stick, ready to teach a rebellious son a lesson.

Regaining the dignity of an elderly father.

Meanwhile, just a few meters away from the study, in the hallway, Sussie Lopez's gaze fell on the intertwined hands of the pair, her heart racing.

How had things turned out this way?

In a daze.

"When we go in, just cooperate with me, don't be afraid, my dad is quite amiable."

"..."

Sussie Lopez forced a smile.

Amiable?

Everyone in the Capital City knew that Old Sir Hale had a fiery temper in his youth; he was treating her like a naive child.

"Mr. Hale, do I look stupid to you?" Sussie Lopez snorted.

Finn Hale chuckled softly, just as they reached the door of the study, raising his other hand to gently caress her head.

His fingertips brushed through her soft hair, touching lightly before withdrawing.