Chapter 99 A Collision
- Stephanie was no fool. She knew better than to openly contradict George.
- So she lowered her gaze, quickly hiding the hatred in her eyes. When she looked up again, her eyes were clear. She stood there, holding her wine glass, looking pitiful and delicate.
- "George, we haven't seen each other in so long. Won't you have a drink with me? If you don't, what am I supposed to tell Grandpa when he asks about you?"