Chapter 248: Olga?
Olive’s face crumbled. That was a low blow to him and Loui. Why was he being so mean?
He exhaled to calm himself down and quickly put a fresh new smile on his face.
"You are right. We are indeed here for a reason. But that reason is also to see you, so do not get us wrong," he said. "Anyways." He pulled out Avelina’s photo from the pocket of his coat.
He showed it to him. "We just wanted to inquire if you know this la—"
"Where did you get that photo from?" Mr. Hamilton questioned. "How do you know her?" He was becoming very agitated.
This caused Olive and Loui to become confused. They were stunned, unable to understand why he was getting aggressive and angry—they could see it in his gray eyes.
Olive frowned. "Um...nowhere exactly. We just happened to do so." He was definitely Avelina’s father. His reaction—surely not what they expected—did affirm their doubts.
"Is that so?" Mr. Hamilton raised his brow. "Who is she with?" His tone was calm, but there was this sense of threat and fury behind it. Loui was not sure, but he could feel it.
However, having thought about it, he could not understand why a father would ever be mad that someone knew his daughter. Was there a problem? Was there something they needed to find out? Somehow, he was starting to feel a bit uneasy.
"Um... Mr. Hamilton, is there a problem?" he probed. "We have no clue about the whereabouts of your daughter as of now. We just happened to know her."
Mr. Hamilton narrowed his eyes into a thin line. "Is that so?"