And the man in front of him, with a heart as unyielding as a rock, sporadically uttered a word or two before falling silent again.
Sometimes, she would pondered how beautiful her grandmother, whom she had never met, must have been to birth to someone as handsome as her little uncle.
Unfortunately, there were no photos of her in the house, not even in his grandfather's room.
Anything related to his grandmother didn't exist in their home and was a forbidden topic.
In the evening, other members of the Lin family hurried back home, and gathering around the dinner table.
They conversed occasionally without the rigid rules typical of most prominent families.
After dinner, Cassandra Lin followed his father into the study.
"Dad, I heard that little uncle wasn't like this when he was young."
"Who told you this? Don't discuss your uncle's matters ever," Tony Lin admonished, his stern demeanor mirroring that the Lin family's head.
