Declan sneered. Fiona was a shrew. If he could not curb her, all his years in the city would have been in vain.
"Well, since my family's land has nothing to do with you and your uncle, why did you come to my place to demand for it?" Declan continued to ask clearly.
Fiona hemmed and hawed for a long time but could not think of a reason, so she simply continued to shout, "I don't care, this land is my family's! You should return it to me! Steven, look at your b*stard of a son, how dare he talk to me like this? Such an ill-bred! How did both of you educate him?"
"Shut up! You can talk sh*t about me, but I dare you to talk about my parents again!" Declan was furious as he glared daggers at Fiona.
Fiona's heart skipped a beat. She was scared by Declan's murderous gaze. Her legs ga
