"What do you mean?" Felix Shaw suddenly straightened his body, looking warily at his father, Oliver Shaw, who calmly placed his soup bowl on the table and took a bite of the dish Melody Zachary added for him, "I've thought it over. Your mother doesn't want to leave, right? Then let her stay, from now on she'll get along well with Vanessa, and it wouldn't hurt to have more people in the house to liven things up."
Felix...…
He looked at his father in disbelief. Could it be that he truly wanted to enjoy the fortune of having all?
Two wives living together, and then, like ancient emperors flipping their concubine tags, taking turns in his bed?
"Dad, aren't you going too far?"
Faced with his son's accusatory question, Oliver Shaw did not respond, instead he turned to Melody Zachary and asked indifferently, "And you? Any objections?"
Melody Zachary absently fiddled with the vegetables on her bone plate, with a determined attitude, "I am not leaving."
