Looking at the cunning light in Serena Summers' eyes, Lucas Shaw's eyes were filled with laughter.
This little girl, I wonder what kind of mischievous idea she's cooking up this time.
He helplessly curled the corners of his lips and gently scraped her nose with his finger.
"You little imp."
Serena Summers wrinkled her nose, appearing as if it were a matter of course.
"Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. I was considerate of Henry Summers' reputation, which is why I tolerated Grace Summers time after time. I thought harmony was most precious, but it turned out to give them the illusion that I could be easily bullied."
With one hand propping up her chin, Serena's lips curved into a cold arc.
In front of Lucas Shaw, Serena had always been obedient, clingy, and loved to act coy.
But she never deliberately hid her true self.
This was also what Lucas Shaw found most heart-stirring about Serena Summers.