"Is there anything that Mrs. Arnold needs to talk to me about?" Katrina looked at Victoria in alarm.
Victoria's gaze carried a sharp aura. "Then tell me what happened with my husband. As his wife, I feel it is necessary to talk to you."
Katrina was shocked. Wasn't Victoria supposed to find a place to resent her, wipe her tears away, or cry?
Victoria could actually still chat with her so calmly and rationally? Katrina raised her head, and saw that in the crowd not far away, and Roderick's gaze was like a wild beast staring at her.
Looking at his peerlessly handsome appearance, Katrina suddenly became interested and raised her eyebrows. "Alright!"
"There aren't many people on the balcony. Let's go over there." After Victoria finished speaking, she took the lead to walk towards the balcony.
Behind her, Katrina squinted, and her eyes still having some vicious thoughts.
Victoria stood on the pillar beside the balcony and looked at Katrina who was slowly walking over.
"Ms. Copeland, as a bu
