In the extensive living room...
Grandpa Luther and grandpa Porter were sitting in the main seats, sipping tea.
They were engaged in a lively conversation about amusing anecdotes from their youth.
However, beneath the cheerful laughter, the atmosphere was not much lighter.
Mr. and Mrs. Luna listened to the two old men's laughter while their eyes incessantly darted to the door.
They felt as uncomfortable as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
Joining them in their restlessness was Sandra.
She still vividly remembered the humiliation that Sinclair had previously subjected her to.
However, after loving him tirelessly for so many years, she found it incredibly hard to let go.
What would she need to do to win over Sinclair?
While everyone was lost in their thoughts, Sinclair entered.
His handsome face was touched with indifference and his aura, rich with prestige and abstinence.
