Arlo Seys's fingertips were as cold as ice.
Laura Pinley looked at him and then handed him something.
Arlo Seys's chilly gaze fell on her; he didn't inquire nor did he reach for the item she had placed on the table.
Laura Pinley looked at him, her expression calm and tone subdued. "Young Master Seys, aren't you curious about what it is?"
Arlo Seys retorted icily, "There's no need to continue. This relationship ends here. I've understood Ariel Morris's intention." After speaking, Arlo Seys tightly held the breakup letter that numbed his pain and turned to leave.
Arlo Seys had just taken two steps when Laura Pinley's calm voice reached him, "Inside is a disc, and the disc contains a video."
Arlo Seys halted, without turning back, waiting for her to continue.
Laura Pinley picked up the item on the table, a smile on her lips, and softly said: "It's a video recorded at the Imperial Garden Hotel."
Laura Pinley's words sent Arlo Seys into a cold abyss.
