Chapter 259

The photos showed Clara in Declan's arms.

Arthur's brow furrowed so tightly it looked as if he could crush a mosquito between them. He stayed silent for a long time before saying coldly, "What could possibly be wrong with her? She's doing just fine. Her only problem is that she should see a doctor for her lovesick brain."

Declan only had to crook a finger, and she came running back.

At those words