Chapter 57 Believe Me

Timothy sat on the couch. When he saw that Carl and Nathaniel had arrived, he got up. He ordered, "Isabelle, serve the tea."

Violet watched in secret. Isabelle's every movement was elegant and noble.

Violet was once again convinced that Isabelle was truly a flawless woman.

"Prodigies of Zeloth, it has been about three years since we last met, hasn't it?" Smiling, Timothy asked.

Nathaniel was polite. "You've been busy, Mr. Knight. It's an honor getting to meet you even once every three years."

Carl smiled. He didn't say anything, but he did glance at Nathaniel in disdain.

Nathaniel was the only descendant of the Simmons. Even though he wasn't a Simmon, he would eventually inherit the Simmons' property in the future.

The Simmons were powerful, and they were on par with the Walkers. Their hidden riches weren't too far behind the Walkers, either.

But the two families had been enemies since the last generation. Now, the newer generation continued treating each other like enemies.

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