Chapter 815 The Family Roast Session

When Dale arrived, he saw Tessa and Victor sitting comfortably together, leisurely eating soup.

In that instant, his rage hit its peak.

For days, he’d been drowning in chaos and stress–yet this ungrateful girl sat there enjoying herself as if nothing had happened…

Especially when he overheard Victor ask, “You’re really not going to get involved with the

Ashen Pact situation?”

Tessa shrugged. “Why should I? That man’s not my father. It’s none of my business.”

Dale froze. Victor said nothing, simply lifted his wine glass and took a slow sip.

Sweat beaded on Tessa’s nose as she went on, “If you ask me, he probably can’t have kids anyway.”

“Hmm?”

Victor glanced at her, puzzled.

Tessa leaned forward toward him, close enough that he furrowed his brow. “What are you doing?”

“Look,” she said.

“Look at what?”

“Don’t I look nothing like Dale?”

Victor went silent.

And so did Dale—not far away, standing where he could hear every word.

was behind him, instinctively glanced his way. Dale’s

little face, then pictured Dale’s in

yes, but his features still carried the trace of a man who must’ve been striking in his

were definitely

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softly. “You do take after your

Diana far

she wasn’t entirely

that comment

darkened further, his chest rising and

open her mouth again. “If I don’t look like him, then those ugly twins look even

of the children were

really done something unforgivable in a past life to deserve

sharp. He turned toward Trevor.

Trevor froze.

hit with that question–especially that kind of question–he had

did… well, everyone knew Lina and Lana didn’t look like him

said they didn’t… that

words carefully. “Ms.

answer

looked over at

her eyes curved in a

soothed him a

was still going

seen anyone that ugly in my life. Even makeup can’t fix it! Can you imagine what they look

Lana had come to

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And even then…

They’d looked terrifying.

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