His eyes were calm and clear when he was speaking.
Even experienced liars usually show subtle signs of deception.
Mr. Owen had studied micro-psychology for decades and had observed countless people. No one had ever escaped his keen perception.
"Emelia, apologize to Mr. Owen," Franklin, her father, chimed in, touching his nose and speaking sternly.
Emelia didn't think she had done anything wrong. She bit her rosy lip and reluctantly approached Mr. Owen, standing before him with a raised chin.
"Mr. Owen, I apologize. I got excited earlier out of anger. I hope you can overlook the fault of a nobody like me."
Her proud demeanor didn't look like an actual apology. It was a perfunctory gesture.
Mr. Owen couldn't be bothered to argue with an ignorant young girl like her. He turned away and addressed Kelvin.
"Mr. Foley, I'll take my leave. I suggest you consider looking for my junior."
"Sorry, Mr. Owen, for the inconvenience today. Regarding the cooperation project, I will increase my investment."
"Thank you."
With that, he left without even looking at Emelia. She remained at the door, glaring at Mr. Owen's departing figure with anger.
Vincent sternly warned her, his voice cold, "Emelia, I'll warn you again. If you keep speaking recklessly, don't blame me for punishing you."
"I was just telling the truth..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Vincent silenced her with a warning look.
Her father, Franklin, furrowed his brow and reprimanded her as well. "That's enough, Emelia. Your brother is right. If you continue offending people, I'll have to send you abroad."
The memory of her time spent abroad and the life she led there still haunted her to this day.
No, she didn't want to go abroad.
Emelia reluctantly kept silent, gazing at old Mr. Foley with a watery, crystal-like blue in her eyes.
However, he didn't give her a friendly look. He coughed weakly, closed his eyes, and lay back on the bed, drifting into light sleep once more.
On the other side, Mr. Owen left the Foley mansion. The outside world was basked in bright sunshine, and the overlapping tree shadows cast on his face seemed a bit too intense. The image of the rosewood bead bead that Vincent wore continued to echo in his mind, and it troubled him more with each thought.
However, Vincent and Eddie had never met before, so how could the former plot against the latter?
If it wasn't because of an issue with Eddie, then was it because of something in Eddie's possession?
Considering Eddie's experiment with the blood sample earlier and the fact that Cheyenne was currently treating Master Iker's leg, Mr. Owen wondered if Vincent had some sort of connection with the Todd family?
What was Adrian's role in all of this?
After thinking it through, Mr. Owen abruptly stopped in his tracks. He looked up at the deep blue sky above, where the piercing golden sunlight fell on him. However, he couldn't shake the inexplicable feeling of coldness. He felt like all these events had woven a tight web around him, leaving him trapped.
After some hesitation, he decided to call Cheyenne and ask her to be cautious. She shouldn't have any contact with the people from the Todd family's branch.
However, Cheyenne was currently occupied with an important matter of her own. Layne was performing a bloodletting treatment for Iker, and the blood of venomous snakes had triggered a frenzy in the Lycodon rufozonatus.
The snake emerged from the round hole on top of its glass enclosure, darting wildly around the room, and entering an aggressive state, which terrified her.
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