Robbin knew his daughter better than his father. Robbin was very familiar with his daughter. He could tell what Giselle was thinking from her expression. He rolled his eyes and lowered his voice, "Tell me the truth, don't you want to get married?"
Giselle didn't say anything.
"Did Samuel cheat? Did he find another woman?"
Giselle pouted.
"Does he value that woman more than you?!" Robbin shouted angrily, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush out and beat up the bastard outside the door.
Rebecca had never expected that things would turn out like this. She quickly held down the furious father and said seriously, "Giselle, are you sure there is no misunderstanding between you and Samuel? You are an adult now and your father and I will fully respect your opinion." Rebecca's speech speed became faster and faster and her emotions became more and more excited.
As she spoke, she punched the sofa, making a deep hole. "Samuel really shouldn't do this. He simply doesn't take our Curtiz Family seriously. Does he think he can do whatever he wants with a few stinky money? Bah, there are golf clubs in my bedroom. I'll beat that son of a bitch to death!!"