Silence lingered in the entire dining area as no one dared to move nor even make a sound, except for one, the host of the dinner—Aunt Amy. She continued to eat, creating a minimal sound to none, as though she didn’t just drop a bomb. My mouth fell open upon hearing such a revelation. Both father and son were, of course, known of that fact, but seeing them freeze meant they didn’t want to be reminded of that fact.
“And I won’t allow my son to make the same mistake I did,” Chairman Kim said, still with an emotionless expression.
Before Luther could speak to defend me, Aunt Amy chuckled darkly. “Faith is far from your wife in terms of personality and educational background. Whatever she did in that club was out of her consent. Most importantly, she escaped from that hellhole and made some
