"Nonsense!"
Gideon reached out impatiently and knocked over a vase on the table. His face was sullen.
He liked that woman?
How could that happen?
Definitely impossible.
That woman didn't have a nice figure, didn't have a good looking and usually went against him.
How could such a woman be liked by him?
Moreover, there were innumerable beautiful women around him. Why would he like such an unextraordinary woman?
"Jacob, which eye of your eyes witnessed something that let you have that idea?"
He asked with an irritable tone.
"This."
Jacob hesitated and thought that at this time, the Young Master definitely didn't want to confront his own feelings, or maybe it was because he didn't notice that he had changed at all.
"Probably it's my poor eyesight. I'm old, my eyes are not as good
