Even though it's sarcastic, he can't help but admit that this more than seventy-year-old man is indeed difficult to deal with. Even though he has been comatose in bed for six years, and even if the Sydney Family has declined, the power in his hands still bothers him for several days.
"There's no choice. This family is either useless or heartless. Felicity lost her mother when she was young, and naturally, she was the apple of my eye and the old woman's eye. Now seeing her walking the path of despair, as an old man, I have to move my old bones and risk this life," Arthur Sydney spoke calmly, even when facing a murderous Joshua Sulliven.
"A dead end? Old Sir Sydney has a high rating for me." Joshua Sulliven sneered and sat across from Arthur Sydney.
"Haha... Young Master Sulliven is really too modest. Over the years, among the women you have pampered, which one has had a good ending?" Old Sir Sydney laughed lightly.
