"Pfft..."

"Haha..."

The few others sitting at the table couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

This Micheal, his mouth was too sharp!

Hahaha...

It was simply hilarious!

Lily's face turned a mix of green and red from their laughter. In her heart, she wanted to kill Micheal!

He really knew how to touch a sore spot. He wasn't here to congratulate her; he was obviously here to irritate her!

She bit her teeth in frustration and angrily said, "I don't know!"

Micheal clearly didn’t want to let her off the hook and laughed with interest, "Rose Dench was your twin sister. How could you not know how she died?"

Lily shouted in rage, "If I say I don't know, I don't know!"

"Oh my..."

Micheal raised his hand and pretended to clean his ear with a startled expression, "Mrs. Lesser, don’t be so irritable on your happy day. Are you always this irritable when you get married? Is that why your marriages are so unsuccessful?"

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

The few people watching the drama at the table couldn't help but laugh out loud again. It wasn't that they didn't want to give Andrew face; they just couldn't hold it in!

Lily was so furious she almost fainted on the spot, her hand on her hip, breathing heavily, glaring at Micheal as if she wanted to eat him alive!

At this moment, Andrew spoke politely, "Young Master Micheal, though you are Nan's friend, this is my wedding banquet. Please give me some face and stop making things difficult for my wife."

Micheal sighed deeply, "Ah... I indeed have to give you this face. Let me change the question then."

Without waiting for Andrew to respond, he quickly asked, "I heard Qiu Manling once had a man, not a husband, just a boyfriend. I want to know what that man's name was. Surely, you can answer that?"

Every question Micheal asked was closely related to Nancy's biological mother, Qiu Manling, so Nancy's heart tightened with each of his questions.

She looked at Lily with increasingly eager eyes, the kind of expectant gaze that made Charlie gently squeeze her hand.

"Nan, stay calm."

"I..."

Nancy bit her lip, once again recalling Charlie's earlier analysis.

In fact, Charlie's analysis boiled down to two key points: one was whether Andrew had really lost his memory, and the other was whether Micheal's investigation was related to her background.

The former could confirm the latter, and vice versa.

The answer was now clear. Although Micheal hadn’t mentioned Nancy directly, every question was related to her background, so... had Andrew really lost his memory?

If he had truly lost his memory, then was he marrying Lily because she was blackmailing him about something else?

Now, Nancy wasn't so sure anymore. She suddenly realized she couldn’t understand Andrew. The complexity in her heart was overwhelming.

Andrew held Lily even tighter, full of protective intent, "Young Master Micheal, these questions have nothing to do with my wife. You can ask her privately. Now, there are many guests waiting for us to toast, so we’ll take our leave."

As they took a step forward, Micheal unrelentingly raised his arm to block their path.

"Young Master Lesser, I gave you face just now. Now, it's your turn to give me face, right? Don’t talk about private settings. Once we leave the Lesser family’s gate, I probably won't even see Mrs. Lesser again. If Mrs. Lesser doesn’t answer my second question today, I might lose my temper. And to be honest, when I get angry, even I get scared!"