Silas Norwood was unconcerned. "The Norwood family is a pack of wolves, too. It's good for Cece to be a bit domineering."
"I'm not usually like this. That whole 'let them go bankrupt' move is a waste of resources, and logically, it was unnecessary." Celia Sterling felt she had to salvage her image. "But that woman bullied you and then implied my identity was fake. If I didn't settle this new score on top of the old one, it would have been bad for my peace of mind..."
Silas Norwood reached out and ruffled her hair. "You're Miss Sterling, the wife of the Norwood Family's chairman. Vengeance is a basic requirement for keeping up appearances."
Celia Sterling hummed in agreement, her expression relaxing slightly.
Silas Norwood lowered his gaze, his voice dropping. "But Cece, can you not say things like 'two or three hours' from now on?"
Celia Sterling fell into a strange silence.
Silas Norwood's voice sounded again, very serious.
"After all, it hasn't been verified."
"..."
