As soon as Emma Aiden opened her mouth, Harrison Yale interrupted her.
"We can handle it ourselves."
Emma: "..."!!
Handle what?
Her father? Where did he get the confidence?
She was afraid that before they could settle it, her father would beat them to death…
Emma anxiously wanted to speak, but Harrison Yale had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, and it was a piece of fat!
Emma couldn't swallow it, couldn't spit it out, and stared at him with wide eyes.
"What about the betrothal gift? Does the Aiden Family have any other requests?" Chester Yale put down the wine glass, his thin lips slightly parted.
This time, Harrison Yale didn't interrupt Emma but looked at her following Chester Yale's gaze.
Emma was struggling with how to spit out the piece of fat in her mouth when she suddenly heard Chester Yale ask her a question. In a panic, she swallowed it forcefully.
