Madeline raised her eyebrows, the ice cream in her mouth seemingly tasting bland and tasteless.

Even if her current mental state was not normal, she still understood what was being said.

At that moment, the kind and gentle face of Old Master Whitman appeared in her mind reflexively.

“You're talking nonsense. Grandpa is not that kind of person.” Madeline defended Old Master Whitman without hesitation.

“I have evidence,” Ryan retorted coldly.

Madeline seemed to be taken aback. She fell silent