"Jacob, what are you doing here at our house?" Lydia asked with a displeased expression.
After acquiring this villa and learning that her husband had deposited fifty million in the bank, although it couldn't be withdrawn, Lydia, a materialistic woman, would boast about it whenever she had a chance. Even if Jackson came, she wouldn't care, let alone Jacob.
"I was sent by the James Family head," Jacob said as he strode into the villa and sat down on the sofa as if it were his own home.
"Why did he send you to find us? Grandpa has already been buried, hasn't he?" Lydia frowned and asked.
"Don't you know why I'm here?" Jacob glanced around and his face turned dark.
He had heard that Daisy had bought a villa, but it was the first time he had seen it. He was shocked by the grand decoration of the villa and felt extremely angry at the same time.
Why should Daisy have the qualifications to live in such a good villa while he could only live in an ordinary house?
