"Because taking care of them is quite troublesome, we're always short of hands. I'm a volunteer here, and I come to help whenever I have free time," Victoria Gibson explained softly, seeing that Chad Yakov wasn't averse to the place.
Initially, she really wanted to see the picture of him realizing he had been fooled and flying into a rage.
But Chad Yakov's reactions always exceeded her expectations.
"Chad Yakov, can I ask you a question?" Victoria Gibson paused in her footsteps and suddenly asked.
"..." Chad Yakov didn't speak, but his gaze fell on her face, gesturing for her to continue with his eyes.
"There are rumors outside that the Second Young Master Yale is a lazy, idle Second Generation Ancestor and that you do things entirely based on your whims, without considering others... Did you know this?"
Victoria Gibson carefully opened her mouth while sneaking a glance at his facial expression.
No one likes to be criticized like that.
