It was such a simple sentence, yet it was like a basin of water in winter, poured directly over me.
In an instant, my entire heart cooled.
Watching Leon Blackwood like this, hearing the words he said.
Serena Davis got anxious in an instant.
"Brother Erick, please don't be like this. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry, okay?"
Serena Davis didn't want to lose the opportunity to become the mistress of the Blackwood Family over such a trivial matter.
After all, Leon Blackwood had status and position, and he was only twenty-five this year.
How could she let go of someone so successful?
Looking at Serena Davis, Leon Blackwood's expression still did not change.
He looked at Nia Mitchell with extreme apology.
"I'm very sorry to have invited you to my birthday party, and yet..."
"We appreciate the Blackwood Family's kindness,"
It was then that Maxwell Peary noticed that Nia Mitchell was holding high heels in her hands, standing barefoot on the ground.
