James stayed silent, the two of them locked in a tense standoff.
Time ticked away, one agonizing moment after another.
Suddenly, William chuckled softly, tilting his head to the sky. "Do you know whose grave this is?"
James squinted, sizing him up but not answering.
"I still can't figure it out. What's so great about you that Olivia chose you?" Memories from the past resurfaced, and William sneered coldly. "Do you know, when she accepted my proposal, I was over the moon. But I never imagined that when I returned from abroad, I would witness such a scene. The woman I loved most, with my own brother, and I was just her stepping stone. Why? What did you have that I didn't?"
James had never responded to this question before, but today, for some reason, he felt compelled to tell William. "
