Peter Aria stared at her coldly. She had been with the Arias for over a decade, and her mother trusted her immensely; it wasn't hard for her to know these things.
"And your sister, even more pitiable, used to be a noble lady, but now she's fallen to such a state. Truly lamentable... "
Peter Aria's gaze was icy. Suddenly, he grasped her arm. His fingers were embedded into her, like iron, and Vanessa Aria could not break free.
"Speak, where is my younger sister?"
Vanessa Aria laughed gently, "It seems that in your heart, your sister is more important. Well, of course, after all, you were the one who lost her…."
Peter Aria's fingers pressed down hard, his eyes cold and sinister. His handsome face was incredibly cold, and it had a deadly allure.
In his eyes, however, was a chill that went down to his bones.
Looking at Vanessa Aria, it was as if he was staring at a dead person.