Beyond the Divorce

He looked at me, clearly unsettled.

"Do you know why I said that?" I asked Millard.

He seemed taken aback by my sudden question but quickly asked, "Why?"

"Because before I came here, Anson told me that if I encountered any trouble, I should find someone specific," I said, pausing intentionally and looking at him.

He immediately became eager, putting his leg down from the stool and asking, "Who?"

"Someone called Millard Huffman," I said firmly.

I didn't know how I dared say that, but I did. My logic seemed clear, and I came up with it on the spot.

me to find where this person is. Oh, right. He wanted me to check if this guy is still working for Navi too." ""You're lying!"

understanding of Anson, he wouldn't give Millard a second chance, even

many men working for him. I was sure

reason to convince Millard that I was telling him the truth. That was

I said calmly, then asked him, "How long have you been away from the Huffman family?" "12 years," Millard replied stiffly. "At the time, his daughter

you know why he asked me to handle this matter?"

said,

our conversation as if it were a story. Even Tristan was listening intently, but he was still wary of any changes in the situation. "Because

proved that he was wrong. How could he ask his subordinates to investigate this matter? This is why he hasn't taken in any more adopted sons since then." I was impressed by my own eloquence. From Millard's expression, I

his authority in front of everyone and to save whatever little pride he had left. "But when I told him I was coming here,

hands

know that he's getting old, and his health hasn't been great these past two years? Trinity is just a girl. I completely understand his thoughts. He now lives in memories of the past