Grabbing the tall glass off the table, Herbert snorted sarcastically.
“Yesterday, Sebastian brought me Max's diary. From it, I know that a long time ago, he often spent time with his biological mother and father.”
A second later, the old man's eyebrows rose in confirmation. "Doesn't that mean, he found out about his mother's affair from the start?"
"I'm not sure, Sir. A child will not understand what infidelity is," Mia said honestly.
Hearing the defense, Herbert squeaked in annoyance. “Max is a genius. Of course he knows what infidelity is. I'm sure he also knows that the bastard is his real father. But look! Until now, he still puts on a sweet look as if I am his real father. How hypocritical."
“Why are you so sure that Mr. Max is not your biological son? I think both of you have ma
