章 145: The Tip of The Iceberg

Anya's expression suddenly changed after looking at some details on the iPad. She pointed at the screen and voiced out, "This man Mr. Benton lost his son too…." She couldn't understand why Alvin would shortlist him.

Alvin half shrugged his shoulders. He responded nonchalantly, "That's his wife's first husband's son."

Anya: "…"

A cold ran down her spine. She didn't care in what circumstance they were married. But thinking if she had married somebody and that husband of hers disliking Zane, made her swallow hard and turn pale. 

Alvin was sipping his wine when he noticed her expression and laughed, "I will not throw Little Brat to the ocean."

'Little Brat,' Anya pointed her finger at him and exclaimed in hysteria, "How dare you call my sweet son Little Brat!? You are the brat! A big stupid brat!" She snorted grumpily. Everybody likes her son. This was the first time somebody gave him such a name.