Chapter 173 The Past

• Thinking back to those years, Clara Miller’s voice caught. She paused, her face dark with hate. Edward Raine frowned but didn’t push her. After a long moment, Clara drew a deep breath, steadied herself, and went on, “Back then, your father and I met at a top-tier gala. Love at first sight.”
• “At that time, your father had already earned heir status. He was about to head out to train and compete for the family head.”
• Under the light, her gaze turned distant as one memory after another swung open. But her expression grew harsher, uglier, filled with spite.