Bryce's face darkened. "What are you doing here, Irene?"
Jenica secretly looked around and raised the corners of her lips. Irene Mondragon, the fiancee of Bryce Desmana. And yes, Gray Mondragon's cousin will be married to the president of the Desmana Group. Such a small world.
The old woman sitting on the high chair in the living room raised her eyebrows. Jenica is sure that this is Bryce's mother and the current matriarch of the Desmana family.
"I told you, Bryce, don't bring a woman into my house!" snorted the old man.
Bryce pursed his lips. "Mom, it's not what you think --"
"Oh stop defending that gold digger, Bryce!" Irene suddenly snapped and threw a few pictures at the man. "My assistant sent me those photos. How dare you cheat behind my back? Did you think I wouldn't know?"
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