Chapter 90 His Past
- In the dining room filled with the aroma of delicious food, only two people remained.
- Hiram hadn't touched his knife and fork, just stared at Sylvia and asked, "Still mad at me?"
- "No," Sylvia replied coldly, her free hand instinctively touching her knee. Her leg had almost been broken by him just a day ago. It was too much to expect her to face him cheerfully.