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.

from the army,

was a very capable

first, Quinton assumed Timothy would be arrogant

the man was a nice

he was better

you for

I have a

have a bad temper in the past, but now I don't find it necessary to get angry unless

Of course...

even if something serious

isn't a big problem." Timothy waved,

"Grandpa,

got up angrily to hit Stefan? I was worried about your heart condition." "Ahem! That was

his peace and be

the condition was he didn't want to see his annoying

should respect you since you're my grandpa's old

tried his best to suppress his

"I can do that as long as your grandson stops pestering my

in each other

her and affects her,

"I promise to stop that bastard from harming Ren ever

does, I'll shoot him

for you." Timothy said

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