I like her!!
Graham Frye's last three words were roared out, his voice nearly breaking. Then, as if he had lost all his strength, he fell heavily back down. Sitting on the tatami, he looked at Noah Bates. Both their faces were equally exquisite, but his eyes bore a hatred far more vivid than Noah's. "I think I've been wrong about people from the start! Last time I saw her dining with Grayson Sutton and laughing with some foreigner!"
At that moment, a blizzard seemed to rise from the depths of Noah's eyes, passing through a myriad of emotions. His fingers trembled slightly as he picked up the photo. Graham grinded his teeth. "Violet Don is a woman rotten to the bone! Noah, I just don't understand why I've become like this. Just thinking about Violet messing around with others is driving me insane!"
Noah managed to keep his facade of calm, but inside, he was in violent turmoil.
He said softly, "Violet, she..."
How could she do such a thing?