Chapter Eighty-three

NIKOLAI

“What did you say?” Nikolai was furious when he heard what Leo had to say. “Are you accusing my father of being a murderer?”

It was as clear as crystal that Oliver Laurent was far from a perfect human. He may not be the kindest person, but he’s Nikolai’s father. He had his own ways of protecting what he has. Nothing will ever change the fact that he is Nikolai’s father.

“I don’t want to talk about this over the phone. If you want to hear more, you should be the one to contact me. I told myself before and I’m reminding myself again that I will not get involved with your family or whatever that dysfunctional set-up you have.”

“How dare you?” Leo can’t go around pushing people away when in the first place, it was he who contacted him first. “And you’re really saying that even when you’re the one who called me? If you’re wishing me bad luck, I don’t think there’s any need for that.”

“Believe me,” he said. “I don’t want to do this either. I wouldn’t do this if I’m not worried a