Chapter 825

How could Della even think of raising objections? Della was both furious and distressed, her cheeks flushed and her expression tense. She murmured hesitantly, "No." Suppressing a smirk, Ambrose urged, "Speak up!" "No!" Della exclaimed, her eyes brimming with tears. Upon hearing this, Ambrose nodded approvingly. In a falsely gracious tone, he said, "You may come in now." Della gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with fury. "Just wait until I contact my father, you brute. You'll get the retribution you deserve!" she fumed inwardly. "What are you mumbling about over there?" Ambrose asked, observing that she still hadn't moved. Della was startled, her eyes widening in fear as she stared at him. It took her a moment to realize that her earlier thoughts had been internal and not spoken aloud. She breathed a sigh of relief and replied calmly, "It's nothing." "Nothing? Then get inside now!" Ambrose snapped again. With a frown, Della trudged inside, her face etched with misery and t