Bella's POV:
The interior decoration of the villa was even more amazing. I felt as if I had entered a palace.
My heart couldn't help but beat faster.
I looked forward and saw a middle-aged man in his 50s sitting on the sofa. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, black trousers and a white shirt. He looked like a senior official.
That should be Herbert's father, Derian Wharton.
Herbert's father was not as serious and cold as Herbert. He smiled like a gentleman and looked easy-going.
In the living room a few meters away from his father, there was a sofa with a completely different decoration style from this villa. A middle-aged woman was sitting on the sofa.
The woman should be in her fifties, but her skin was fine and white, her eyebrows were thin and curved, and her
