John Quinn's body shuddered as he looked towards the door.
Only when he saw it was Renard Quinn did he let out a breath of relief.
"Young Master has arrived."
John greeted Renard.
Xavier Quinn turned to John and waved, "John, you can go out first and wait at the door."
John didn't say much and nodded in agreement, "All right, Old Master."
When John passed by Renard, he nodded at him, too.
It wasn't until John closed the door that Renard walked inside and asked Xavier, "What did you want me for?"
"Renard." Xavier pointed at the sofa in front of him, "Sit down, let's talk."
"Looks like it'll take a long time."
Renard sat down.
"Just say it, skip the parts I don't want to know."
Xavier's gaze lingered on Renard's face, but he sighed, "You look quite like your mother."
Renard snorted coldly and said, "Really? I've never seen her, so if you say I look like her, I do."
Xavier nodded and said, "Hmm, listening to this temper, you are quite like me back then."