Faye looked at him, seemingly earnest yet casual as he said, "I will not hurt you."
His speech naturally paused, which lent it an imposing presence, and it was evident how much this sentence weighed on him.
Tessa Caldwell widened her eyes, and with a half-smile, said, "You're too modest."
Faye: "..."
He watched Tessa Caldwell, her words mocking despite her smile, his deep eyes like the sea. The thing he least wanted to happen had still come to pass?
If it was the naive Tessa Caldwell, she would certainly have jumped into his arms and coquettishly said, "Oppa, I won't hurt you either."
But she didn't, which means...
In fact, all her actions had already made everything clear; he was the one who refused to believe it, demanding evidence before he'd accept anything.
Tessa suddenly thought of something and asked Faye, "By the way, Faye, can you give me that fifty million dowry all at once?"
She spoke calmly, her lips curling with a smile.
