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.

after retiring from the army, he became a businessman and established

was a

Quinton assumed Timothy would be arrogant and

man was a

least, he was better than

for your

I have

now I

Of course...

can hold on even if something serious

a big problem." Timothy waved,

"Grandpa, don't push

I was worried about

his peace and be a kind and

didn't want

respect you since you're my grandpa's old

tried his best to suppress

"I can do that as long as your

interfere in each other

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

"I promise to stop that bastard

he does, I'll shoot him

wait for you." Timothy

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