Chapter 1205
Lance thought, ‘Damn! This old man is really blunt today.’
Wyatt continued, “And also, neither of your sons is Amelia’s type. So why not pick one who’s a better match for her?”
Lance wanted to keep discussing it, but when he saw that Wyatt didn’t want to continue the conversation, he could only sigh in frustration.
Charles always enjoyed socializing with women. When his leg wasn’t injured, he fancied himself as a casanova. He always had a knack for charming girls with his slick talk. Since Amelia didn’t immediately turn him down, he tried hard to entertain her with his witty remarks.
But Amelia was different from any other girls he had met. She always appeared uninterested in what he said, showing no interest at all. He couldn’t seem to get through to her, no matter how hard he tried. His throat felt dry, and frustration simmered inside him.
Charles thought, ‘She’s just the daughter of a mistress. If it wasn’t for my injury, why would I choose her? What’s so special about her anyw

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