"Mom, why cancel the marriage?"
"She seduced hundreds of men, she's so filthy, how can she become Mrs. Grant? Absolutely not." Violet Hargrove huffed.
"..." Oh?
During this period, Benjamin Grant hasn't looked for Isabelle Nightingale. Last time he took her to New York for a check-up, could it be gone now? Benjamin obviously didn't know.
Violet Hargrove, exasperated, said, "That woman, she's shamelessly wild, always needing men. She's even worse than Eva Nightingale. Isabelle Nightingale doesn't respect elders, has no shame, she can't be accepted!"
Previously, that mother and daughter duo pretended too well, Violet Hargrove didn't even notice.
"..." Benjamin Grant looked up again, glancing at Violet Hargrove.
Thinking about that night at Nightfall Palace's bar, hearing that sentence, "Ah, more, harder brother," it must have been Isabelle Nightingale who said it. The more he thought about it at home, the more uneasy he felt.
