CHAPTER 44_Seize Them

Elia couldn't believe that the man Yulia was supposedly obsessed with was Alexander Volkov. Peering at Alexander, she noticed he didn't look exactly like the guy in the picture, but there was a resemblance.

Elia doubted that Dante was the same as Alexander. Perhaps Yulia had misled him.

Solia, having stepped out, slapped the food on the table and put her legs up. She glared at her family with a wide grin.

"What are you doing?" Helen questioned. "It's not proper for a lady to put her leg on the dining table."

"Really?" Solia raised a brow. "Did you teach me that?"

Helen stared at Reign. "Could you tell her to move her legs? It's not proper for a lady to do that."

Elia was still grappling with the fact that Dante wasn't Alexander. "We were still on the fact that you are Dante. Why would you stand next to someone clearly obsessed with you?"

Alexander glared at Elia. "We are still on the fact that you are a slut."

He snapped his fingers, and five men walked in. Solia rolled her eyes. Ales