"Ivor, what did you say?" Willa looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, the fork slipping from her hand and landing on the ground with a crisp sound.
However, no one cared about that. Willa's originally delicate face was instantly covered in tears.
"Ivor, did I do something wrong? Why are you being so cruel to me?
We have so many good memories. Don't you want them anymore?"
Willa was still trying to salvage the situation, but Ivor said indifferently, "Willa, I gave you a chance.
From the moment Grandpa became a vegetable, I couldn't forgive myself.
Letting you stay in the villa was my greatest tolerance."
"But I didn't expect that you would collude with Mark to frame Cassia and want to help the Parker family's side branch take over the land in the east of the city. What else
