Chapter 164

Was this a repetition of old tricks? Was he pretending to be pitiful in the rain? Stop daydreaming, Absalom!

There were only a few meters left to the magnificent gate. He halted his steps. The umbrella tilted backward, revealing an incredibly handsome face with a faint curve at the corner of his lips.

Dimas Martinez!

Absalom’s palm suddenly balled into a fist.

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his presence was still incredibly powerful!

The two locked eyes, gazing at each other through the door. The tension was incredibly high.

“Are you so indifferent when you meet your uncle?” Dimas’s voice, with a slightly amused tone, rang out.

Absalom snorted coldly, “You’re thinking about coveting your nephew’s wife, so are you worthy of being an elder?”

They were both born in the same year. Dimas was born in January, and Absalom was born in September. They were less than eight months apart.

When Absalom addressed Dimas as ‘Uncle’, it was entirely out of respect for his mother