Norman York's dark brows furrowed slightly.
He stepped forward, closing the distance, grasped Skye Brown's hand, and said in a low voice, "Skye, I know this matter has troubled you... but what I said at your home was sincere, I..."
"Enough, I don't want to hear it, Mr. York... this is unrelated, I have no feelings for you; nothing should happen between us." Skye coldly shook off Norman York's hand, mercilessly.
Norman York completely misunderstood; she didn't care about the trouble Norman York caused her.
She didn't blame him either.
Skye Brown knew this matter wasn't related to Norman York; those who should be condemned are the paparazzi who casually invade others' privacy and make assumptions by looking at pictures.
However—because it involved Molly Wellington, she simply couldn't be unbiased when dealing with Norman York as a mother.
She is now furious, extremely furious; if he doesn't want to be the target of her anger, Norman York better not provoke her further.
