"Why are you going to sleep with this bitch?", Chloe yelled and banged her hands on the table.

Silence, that was the only thing that could be used to describe the dining room. No one dared to breath as they all stared at Chloe like she had grown two heads. Their expressions were priceless. The only person who was unfazed by this was Old Brown himself. He had long expected this from his grand daughter but he didn't expect it to be now.

He casually glanced at her and pretended not to have heard her rants. As of now, he couldn't be bothered by her.

Angela's expression could be said...