C241 The Grudge Between the Previous Generation

The air in the living room suddenly froze.

Preston took the box on the table and threw it in front of Mrs. Peterson. "Who gave this to me?"

Mrs. Peterson's eyes flashed with guilt, but she forced herself to remain calm. "It's a gift from a friend whom I haven't seen for many years. Is there a problem with it?"

"Mom, do you really think I'm an idiot?" A sneer appeared on Pron's face