"You said you haven't touched a second one, which means you did this year?"
The old lady caught the keyword.
"No..." Lorraine Hanson frowned, his handsome face becoming stern, "I know it was me, but it's definitely not that Tra..."
"Tracy, you brat, the girl already has your child and you don't even know her name!" The old lady suddenly felt heartache, seeing the situation was not good, her grandson had no impression of Tracy at all.
Lorraine Hanson sneered, already losing patience. He straightened up, one hand in his pocket, eyes still fixed on the mirror.
To avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, he explained in detail what happened that night.
"With Grace, my feelings are really complicated," he concluded with a light sigh. Even after a month, he still didn't know how to face her.
