This was the adult gift his grandmother had given him, the most beautiful wish an old person could have for their grandchild.
"Don't blame your grandmother. She has had a tough time these years. She lost her father when she was young, her husband in middle age, and her son in old age. Even the strongest hearts wouldn't be able to bear such blows, not to mention your third aunt..."
Joshua Drake shook his head, presumably, Edward knew this in his heart.
Nicholas Drake's gaze was firm: "I know. I'm here to make amends for the mistakes my mother has made, to put things right for the Drakes."
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An entertainment club in Coral Island.
Inside the windowless private room, it was a scene of complete debauchery, filled with excessive luxury and dissipation.
As the cigarette in his fingers was about to burn out, the man accurately flipped it into the ashtray. His other hand was moving on a woman's smooth shoulder, the atmosphere was full of ambiguity.
