Adrian Walyon laughed coldly after he spoke.
His gaze met his, taking his words with little regard, "So what? You can't accept her, but I can! She's my wife, and doesn't need to care whether others can accept her or not!"
Each word he said was heavy, showing an attitude of disregarding Old Master Walyon's words, clearly intending to defy him.
He finished speaking and turned around, striding out.
Old Master Walyon was furious, his cane tapping the floor angrily.
Was he openly turning against him for Summer Sutton?
As a biological grandfather, he had raised Adrian Walyon since childhood, and now he didn't weigh as much as a woman in his heart?
The more Old Master thought, the more vexed he became, his blood pressure rapidly rising.
"Adrian Walyon, you stop for me!" In a rough voice, he shouted at Adrian Walyon.
Adrian Walyon ignored him, continuing to stride forward.
"Adrian Walyon, you come back for me!" Another call, yet still no response.
