Chapter 1291

"Ms. Sia, you may not know the details between Mr. Maxwell and Madam Fia, but actually, Mr. Maxwell..."

"I have no interest in knowing." Fia interrupted Silas coldly.

The elevator doors opened, and she immediately stepped out.

Silas followed, dragging the suitcase along as he explained, “Ms. Sia, I didn't mean anything else. It's just that Mr. Maxwell really seems to like your two children.

“I thought if he could see them, his mood would surely improve, and he wouldn't be so gloomy."

Fia stopped walking and said coldly, “Improving his mood might make him more susceptible to certain illnesses."

Silas was speechless. Why did she dislike Conrad so much?

Fia remembered that when she was in a bad mood in the past, it had led to the development of nodules in her breast, and her pregnancy had been quite stressful.

She had gone through a lot of treatments and medications to be standing here today.

"I think he's reaping what he sowed," she said, quickening her pace.

Silas thought that