Nolan Lucas carefully discerned the sounds and heard, aside from the occasional swearing from the living room, the noise of high heels tapping on the floor.
There must be more than just Mason Scott in the living room.
But strangely, the person being scolded never talked back, instead continually paced back and forth.
"You uncultured thing, I'm talking to you! This is the Scott family, our family doesn't get divided. If you want to leave, then leave by yourself; don't you dare take your brother... you, don't touch that, it's your Grandpa's favorite..."
"That was my mother's dowry." A clear, delicate, and beautiful voice rose within the living room.
Finally, Nolan Lucas heard the voice of the high heels' owner, and he couldn't help but walk closer.
"Take this thing away." In the living room, Sylvia Scott placed a jade pendant into a box and handed it to her servant.
