"Nice to meet you for the first time, I'm Mortimer Dalton."
A gentle smile suddenly blossomed on his sickly face.
His gaze clung to her, making Selena Kensington feel very uncomfortable.
But the person in front of her was Mortimer Dalton, the eldest son of the Dalton Family...
"I don't know you, and I've never offended you, this behavior of yours..."
Selena glanced at the ropes bound to her, slightly raising her eyebrows.
Mortimer Dalton pushed the wheelchair forward, coming in front of Selena.
He reached out, wanting to touch Selena's face, but Selena resisted, retreating.
He sighed with disappointment, "I just hope you can be a bit obedient."
"You really resemble her."
As he spoke, he seemed to be lost in some kind of memory.
"Who?"
Selena frowned, from the beginning, this man was saying things she couldn't understand, it truly made Selena agitated.
She hated this kind of vague speech.
"Your mother, Julian Jennings."
