Chapter 238 Comical

George’s POV

“Douglas Cane?” I asked. I was shaken, but I did all I could to keep my composure.

“Do you know him? Or have you heard of this name before?” Skye answered.

I like the sound of her name. Skye. The sound of her name reminds me of how broad the blue sky above, unreachable, immeasurable. I can’t explain how I see her as someone with such character, but it felt certain to me, for whatever reason.

“I’ve heard of this name, yes, but I am telling you he is bad news, big time!” I answered.

I heard the young men with us in the room gasp. Their reactions made me sit up straight. I looked at each of their faces one by one.

“What’s wrong?” Almira asked.

I could tell she noticed the same thing I did. And just like me, my dear wife was amazingly keeping her cool despite the topic we were discussing.

“Please ask her,” the young man named Marco answered with obvious uncertainty, pointing his chin in Skye’s direction.

I noticed one thing.

‘They all seem to take her lead….’

This see