"Dad, you miss Mira too, don't you?" asked Jenny. "When I saw Serenity Lewis that day, she did not look remorseful about Mira's death at all."

"Enough. Stop speaking of that woman," said Quinton.

The sound of footsteps made them turn around. They saw Jackson Valor walking down the stairs.

"You want to see me?" Jackson asked indifferently as he eyed the two people in front of him.

When Jackson's icy gaze swept past her, Jenny felt her body stiffen. This was the man her sister was madly in love with back in the days!

Jenny still remembered her sister Mira once telling her with a dreamy face, "Jenny, I once thought that I'd never be able to make a man like Jackson Valor mine. He's too cold, too rational. Even if you hold him, you can't feel his warmth. He's like a delicate and beautiful porcelain; you can see his surface, but never his inside."

Jenny felt the same way about Jackson Valor. Every time she saw him, she felt that she could never tell what’s on his mind.

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