Chapter 314: You Lose Your Chance to Speak

His eyes were calm and clear when he was speaking.

Even experienced liars usually show subtle signs of deception.

Mr. Owen had studied micro-psychology for decades and had observed countless people. No one had ever escaped his keen perception.

“Emelia, apologize to Mr. Owen,” Franklin, her father, chimed in, touching his nose and speaking sternly.

Emelia didn’t think she had done anything wrong. She bit her rosy lip and reluctantly approached Mr. Owen, standing before him with a raised chin.

“Mr. Owen, I apologize. I got excited earlier out of anger. I hope you can overlook the fault of a nobody like me.”

Her proud demeanor didn’t look like an actual apology. It was a perfunctory gesture.

Mr. Owen couldn’t be bothered to argue with an ignorant young girl like her. He turned away and addressed Kelvin.

“Mr. Foley, I’ll take my leave. I suggest you consider looking for my junior.”

“Sorry, Mr. Owen, for the inconvenience today. Regarding the cooperation project, I will increase my investment.”

“Thank you.”

With that, he left without even looking at Emelia. She remained at the door, glaring at Mr. Owen’s departing figure with anger.

Vincent sternly warned her, his voice cold, “Emelia, I’ll warn you again. If you keep speaking recklessly, don’t blame me for punishing you.”

“I was just telling the truth…”

finish her sentence, Vincent

enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I’ll have to

and the life she led there still haunted her to

didn’t want

at old Mr. Foley with a watery, crystal-like blue in

look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back

The outside world was basked in bright sunshine, and the overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too

had never met before, so how could the former plot

Eddie, then was

that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered

role

his tracks. He looked up at the deep blue sky above, where the piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However, he couldn’t shake

cautious. She shouldn’t have any

performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood of

hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around

the snake doesn’t hide, or I won’t feel safe sleeping at

of having a poisonous snake hiding somewhere in her home sent shivers down

hugging herself, and answered her phone after it rang for a

a snake… hissing near

“Hiss!”

its triangular head high and spat black

careful of Master

his sentence, a high-pitched scream from Cheyenne came over the

in his mind incessantly, “Quick,

said, but she caught

Vincent?

Jonathan suddenly

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