Wolcott felt that in Cerillo's gaze, it seemed filled with mockery.
Wolcott really hated this kind of look.
Back when his eldest brother was still alive, everyone looked at him in the same way.
Just like looking at a useless person.
After his older brother died, Wolcott felt like he had finally grown a backbone.
More than once, he was glad that his older brother had died.
Thank goodness his older brother had already died!
But now, only a few years have passed, and even his own son looks at him that way.
Just like looking at a useless person! Wolcott was so angry that his teeth were chattering.
After receiving Wolcott's hateful glare, Cerillo found it amusing.
This wretched man, it seems he couldn't handle him.
Let him discover for himself then.
Cerillo stared at him for a long time, then turned around succinctly, and left. When Julissa was on her way back to the old house, she saw a small, dark figure just as she was about to get out of the car.
