At this moment, torrents of emotion surged like monumental waves, violently crashing into Sana Robert's heart.
A profound sense of helplessness washed over her.
Watching the determined back of White Mitchell, Sana Robert's heart twisted in never-ending struggle.
She knew the character of her grandfather, if White Mitchell does not speak, he would likely die here in Sayon.
But she only has one grandfather!
Could it be that she was too arrogant? The usual methods used by the elites of Capital City were useless against White Mitchell.
At this moment, Sana Robert couldn't help but begin to rethink her actions since she arrived in Sayon.
True, all along, she never showed White Mitchell any kindness. She always thought he was just trying to take advantage of the Robert Family, endlessly asking for favors.
But after careful consideration, she realized that all of this seemed to be just results of her own imagination. From beginning to end, White Mitchell never said such things.