Victoria Villa noticed the change in Zechariah Woods' eyes, and continued: "However, he is my father anyway. If Mr. Woods doesn't dislike him, I hope you can let him go."
After saying that, she frowned slightly.
I said something against my will, and my heart is so tired.
If she was not afraid of death, she really wanted Zechariah Woods to take back the shares of the Villa family.
"Really?" Zechariah Woods took a sip of red wine and pointed to the glass wall, "Then do you think the result is satisfactory now?"
Victoria Villa looked away calmly on the surface, but felt uneasy in her heart.
She shouldn't have said anything wrong just now, and Zechariah Woods should have dispelled her doubts, right?
At this time, outside the glass wall, Mr. Villa was scratching his head and throwing thi
