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.

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

was a very

first, Quinton assumed Timothy would be arrogant

the man was a nice

was

you for your

old, I

I don't find it necessary

Of course...

even if

isn't a big problem."

"Grandpa, don't

the one who got up angrily to hit Stefan? I was worried

wanted to maintain his peace and be a kind and

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

respect you since you're my grandpa's old friend,"

up and tried his

added calmly, "I can do that as long

won't interfere in

affects her, I don't care

to

he does, I'll shoot him

won't wait for you." Timothy

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