Chapter 293 Mine

Ivan’s face darkened as if he had smeared coal on it. He was interrupted, and by Skylar, which only amplified his irritation. Skylar, oblivious to Ivan’s mood, had already walked to the entrance of the dining room. **[Was Ivan trying to show off just now?]** **[Why did Skylar have to come at this moment? She couldn’t have waited a bit longer! It’s so frustrating!]** **[This villa is for everyone, why can’t Skylar come in?]** **[Exactly, if you only want to see Ivan and Catherine, why don’t you fund their own show yourselves?]** “Oh, Ivan, you’re here too! You guys came back early,” Skylar said sweetly, almost as if she wanted to drop Ingmar and talk to Ivan. Ivan, already in a foul mood, didn’t even bother to reply properly, just grunting an indifferent “hmm” as a formality. Ingmar noticed the milk bottle in Ivan’s hand, the same as Catherine’s, and his eyes darkened. He guessed how close the two had become, feeling deeply dejected. He quickly left without further interaction.