Anton tried to get rid of his bad thoughts when Maya suddenly spoke again in a relaxed tone while playing with her slender fingers.

"Why are you so confident, Uncle? Did you get a big favor from someone and-" Maya stopped talking as she looked straight into Anton's eyes. The girl smiled broadly, before she leaned back in the chair, covered with her blood.

"Ah ... Grandpa gave you a hand, didn't he? I already knew he hated me, ever since his cold eyes kept looking at me at my dad's funeral."

"Boss-"

"Shut up stupid!"

Maya immediately laughed with satisfaction when she saw Anton start to panic because his...