At his age, Timothy was a man held in high esteem.

No one had ever been that rude toward him.

If it were someone else, Timothy would have long gotten angry.

Knowing that Quinton was the grandson of his old comrade, however, he grew to like Quinton.

He couldn't be angry at Quinton at all.

On the contrary, he tried to reflect on himself humbly.

"Yes, it was our fault," he admitted.

"I'm already very guilty.

I don't care what their surname is, but half of their bloodline belongs to the Hunt family.

You can't say they're not related to us.

Of course, I know that the relation isn't much." "Well, aren't you rather friendly?" Quinton said.

He now had a different impression of Timothy.

In the past, he had heard of Timothy's character.

the army, he became a businessman and established the

was a very

Timothy would be arrogant

man was

was

for your

I'm old, I have

now I don't find it necessary to

Of course...

can hold on even if

a big problem." Timothy

whispered, "Grandpa, don't push

hit Stefan? I was worried about your heart condition."

wanted to maintain his peace and be a kind and amiable

was he didn't want to see his annoying

you're my grandpa's old friend," Quinton

and tried his best

calmly, "I can do that as long as your grandson stops

interfere in each other

he pesters her and affects her, I don't care if you're my grandpa's

pull the trigger and shoot." "I promise to stop that bastard from harming Ren

does, I'll shoot

won't wait for you."

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