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…”

could finish her sentence, Vincent silenced her with a

brow and reprimanded her as well. “That’s enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people,

life

didn’t want to

Mr. Foley with a watery, crystal-like blue

He coughed weakly, closed his eyes,

sunshine, and the overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed

Vincent and Eddie had never met before, so how could the former plot

with Eddie,

blood sample earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker’s leg, Mr. Owen wondered if Vincent had some

role

on him. However, he couldn’t

he decided to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious.

Cheyenne was currently occupied with an important matter of her own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for

snake emerged from the round hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and

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

hiding somewhere in

top of the staircase, hugging herself, and answered her phone

talk later? There’s a snake… hissing near the sofa…” Omari quickly

“Hiss!”

head high and

be careful of Master

scream from Cheyenne came over the phone, nearly scaring the fifty-year-old

pain. The voice of Cheyenne repeated in his mind incessantly, “Quick, don’t let it

hear clearly what Mr. Owen said, but she

Vincent?

did Jonathan suddenly

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