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.

very powerful; after retiring from the army, he became a businessman and established the powerful Hunt

a

Quinton assumed Timothy would be arrogant and

the man was a nice

very least, he was better than his despicable

you for

old, I have a sprightly

did have a bad temper in the past, but now I

Of course...

on even

big

whispered, "Grandpa,

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

wanted to maintain his peace and be a kind and amiable

he didn't want to

respect you since you're my grandpa's

and tried his

do that as long as your

won't interfere in

he pesters her and affects her, I don't care

promise to stop that bastard from harming Ren

does, I'll shoot

for you." Timothy

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