Chapter 192

At those words, Henry Hawthorne raised his brows slightly, his fox-like eyes gleaming with mischief. He tapped his cheek lazily with his tongue, the corner of his mouth quirking up with a trace of sarcasm. "Dad and I were both in the office. Plus, there were files all over the desk—how did it just so happen to be the one belonging to my sister-in-law?" "Hey, Alice, if I remember right, the camera in your office faces your back. Can it even catch what's on the desk?" As he spoke, he arched a brow thoughtfully, the smirk still lingering on his lips like he found the whole thing amusing. The tension in the room was getting way out of hand, seconds away from turning into a full-blown argument. Gerry Hawthorne slammed his hand down on the table so hard that everything rattled. "Enough! I was talking to Emily, but somehow you three are doing all the talking!" Alice Sterling immediately stood up, worry flashing in her eyes. She gently reached out to calm him, speaking softly, "Grandpa, don’t