Chapter 1572 The War Of Men

• Bertram chuckled, reaching out to gently pat her head. This was something he had always enjoyed doing since he was a child, and Estelle had become accustomed to it.
• “Silly girl... Don't you remember how Mr. Blenheim and Mrs. Blenheim treated you ever since you were little? How could you possibly not be their child? Don't listen to such nonsense.”
• Compared to Estelle, Bertram had always been somewhat of a loner. He had lost both his parents and lived with his grandparents. However, his grandparents had demanding jobs and didn't have much time for him, leaving him mostly on his own at home.