PAID

No one would know who he was as he had been changing identities throughout the years. Therefore, he didn’t need to be afraid of anything going wrong.

He held the lamp and went back to his study. Looking up, he glanced at the butler standing outside.

“What happened?” The old man’s voice was hoarse, and his hands were skinny and wrinkly.

It was clear that his butler was afraid of him. @@novelbin@@

“The scion was worried about you. He wanted to check in on you, but I was afraid he would see something he wasn’t supposed to. So, I made some noise for you on purpose.”

The old man looked at him before pushing the ink pot back. His action allowed him to see his reflection in