"It seems you've forgotten, my second brother wasn't born by you, and you never treated him as a part of the Sutherland Family, nor half a son, did you?" Daisy Grant sneered coldly. "If you've brought me here to discuss such trifles, I find it unnecessary to waste my time. Respect is mutual; you've never respected my parents in the past and even ridiculed them. Yet I still come to meet you now because my second brother's surname is Sutherland. I've already shown you the greatest respect."
Asher Sutherland, who had been silent all along, sharply glanced at Daisy Grant, suddenly throwing the tea cup in his hand at her feet.
With a bang, the cup shattered into pieces!
Daisy Grant's heart skipped a beat, as Asher's rage was evident, seemingly wanting to smash the cup against her. Standing there, Daisy felt a slight chill at her fingertips.
