He walked to the fork in the road, stopped, and looked back, the sound of the piano still faintly audible. His face was full of emotions.
Amy Foster, who was by his side, hesitated for a moment before saying, "Why don't we go in and sit down? We can chat more with Ella Quinn."
Spencer Sullivan replied coldly, "No need."
He then looked towards the window of the piano room on the second floor of the villa.
Amy couldn't help but speak up again, "Mr. Sullivan, are you...?"
She hesitated, looking like she wasn't sure if she should ask.
Spencer raised his eyebrows, "Are you what?"
As Amy met his questioning gaze, she quickly hid the bitterness in her expression and playfully asked, "Did you fall for your youngest aunt?"
She didn't know that Yvonne Young was still alive, let alone that the 'Ella Quinn' she had been seeing was actually Yvonne Young, Spencer's rumored love interest.
Without hesitation, Spencer denied it. "No."
This was Ella Quinn, and he liked Yvonne Young.