Stella, wearing a white coat, wanted to deceive Griffon, but when she touched his cold eyes, she wisely abandoned the idea.

“The report is true. You have no blood relation with Taya. So, it was pointless for you to ask me to falsify the report.”

Griffon breathed a sigh of relief at Stella’s words, and his tense nerves relaxed in an instant.

His tall and straight back leaned against the sofa, and his face, which had been pale for two consecutive days, gradually regained its rosy color.

Seeing him looking relieved, Stella smiled again and said, “Griffon, if I accidentally let something slip while chatting with Taya…”

Griffon’ cold, snowy...