He gazed at Attorney Lawrence with sharp eyes, like he wanted to flay the man before him into a thousand pieces.
But the next second, remembering something, his gaze dulled.
He had just thought that Grace Yakov had maintained the habit of drinking flower tea over the years because of him, yet now, because of someone else's casual remark, she was ready to change her taste.
It seemed that in her heart, he was just like those cups of flower tea, merely a passerby.
So, when she made that decision back then, did it truly cause her not even a twinge of pain?
"Actually, after all these years, I never thought I'd have the chance to sit like this and enjoy tea with you again," Attorney Lawrence said with a hint of emotion, as if reminiscing about something from many years ago.
His look toward Grace Yakov betrayed an emotion he couldn't quite hide.
