Chapter 1432

Some lapdogs were genuinely loyal, while others simply put on a show. Yet, the one constant was that regardless of true loyalty or feigned, their ultimate goal remained the same.

Sylvia paid no mind to Mark.

The Pentra family didn't have to follow Mark's orders, so why bother acknowledging him?

"That necklace of yours, Sylvia, is truly exquisite," remarked Mark.

Mark had a good eye—you could call him a womanizer, but you couldn't deny his taste.

"This necklace has been missing for so long. I never imagined it would turn up here with you, Ms. Williams. It's a perfect match," he added, a hint of surprise in his voice.

He was taken aback. He knew the origin of this necklace, and logically, it shouldn't be in Sylvia's possession.

Brushing aside his scattered thoughts, Mark continued, "Ms. Williams, my cat has learned to do backflips. Are you sure you don't want to come and see?"

Sylvia finally spoke to him. "Don't you find yourself quite boring?"

Mark was momentarily stunned, then