“You think I’m scary, right?” Cristofer asked, looking at him.

Hearing Cristofer's words, Vincent immediately shook his head, got into the driver’s seat quickly, and started the car, not daring to say a word.

“Vincent,” Cristofer called his name.

“What’s up, Mr. Hans?”

“Do you think I’m being unkind to treat an old man in his final years like this?” Cristofer questioned.

Vincent hesitated and remained quiet. Seeing Vincent’s silence, Cristofer went on, “In the past nine years, Estelle and I could have shared a peaceful and joyful life together. But Nelson shattered our lives. He only valued me because I could help him manage his assets. What he wanted...