At this point, Yara Quillan couldn't resist joking, "I don't think I've ever mistreated you. Even if your family wanted revenge on your behalf, they shouldn't be coming after me!"
But Brendan Callahan couldn't laugh at all. If his father was really the one behind this, he couldn't even begin to imagine the consequences.
Growing up, his father had never once smiled at him. In his entire life, he figured he and his father hadn't exchanged more than fifty sentences.
What's more, he had never even met his mother. He'd overheard the servants whispering that he was the product of his father's one-night stand. Though everyone called him Young Master, everyone knew what a hollow and frustrating title it really was for him.
"Woman, this isn't the time for jokes," Brendan Callahan said seriously, a hint of pain in his eyes as he looked at Yara Quillan.
