The Duke actually publicly stated that he doesn’t like Leslie Howard!
A trace of delight flashed across Winona Wallace’s face.
However, Sheila Fletcher and Mrs. Wallace couldn’t help but show so concern.
Leslie, who just had a smile on her face and wanted to obediently greet Sir Duke, suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.
Her breath paused slightly, and the greeting at the tip of her tongue was abruptly stuck.
Does Sir Duke not like her?
Leslie’s long eyelashes drooped, fluttering to hide the fleeting disappointnt in her eyes.
If he doesn’t like her, then so be it. After all, it’s David Redington who’s with her, not Sir Duke.
Leslie felt a slight sense of relief, luckily she wasn’t soone who deliberately tried to please her in-laws. There was just a fleeting trace of disappointnt in her heart, which soon faded away.
But that montary disappointnt did not escape David Redington’s dark blue eyes.
The man’s clear cold gaze paused slightly, and when he looked at his father, his eyes turned even colder: "Hmm, I understand."
"But what does this have to do with you? What, might it be that you think the current Duchess is too old for your taste, so you want to judge my Leslie? Father, if you are fickle and unfaithful, I wouldn’t mind informing mother."
"No no no no no no no..." The Duke shook his head vigorously like a rattle, his hands crazily waving in front of his chest.
"You only love your mother, it’s absolutely impossible for you to be unfaithful, much less fickle. Cesare, I advise you not to speak recklessly; if your mother hears of this, I..."
A dark glint flashed through the deep blue eyes of the Duke, clearly a threat towards David.
However, David didn’t care: "If you don’t want Mrs. Scott to know, you’d better not speak recklessly. You like your wife, I like my woman. If you continue to put demands on other people’s won, I will seriously doubt your motives."
For David, who has never gotten along with Duke Redington since childhood, he showed no respect at all.
The Duke of Redington was so angry with his son that his beard was practically blown away.
What do you an by questionable motives! How could he have questionable motives?
Aside from Sylvia, there was no woman in this world who could catch his eye... no, daughters don’t count, but the love for a daughter is different from romantic love.
All his romance and tenderness were given to Sylvia, turning the hardest steel into gentle pliability.
It is precisely for this reason that the Duke only likes won with almond-shaped eyes.
In his aesthetic taste, won without almond-shaped eyes are not attractive.
Yet now, he was unhesitatingly cornered by his son.
Even if given a hundred courage, the Duke would not dare to let the Duchess misunderstand him.
"What questionable motives, Cesare... don’t talk nonsense. I’m not interested in your woman, don’t bad-mouth in front of your mother." The Duke awkwardly straightened his tie before looking at Leslie, who was embraced by David.
He knew that if he didn’t manage to appease David’s little wife, the boy would likely tarnish his image in front of his Loving Wife.
The Duke cleared his throat, speaking in a voice a hundred tis gentler than before: "Leslie... it’s hard for you to be in a relationship with our family’s brat. From now on, just treat as your biological father, and you can co to Daddy with anything. Rest assured, if David dares to bully you, Daddy will make sure to teach him a good lesson for you!"
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