Ethan Herd was expressionless. If other children of his age witnessed such a scene, most would probably help him, given it involved a biological father. Yet, Ethan was completely unmoved.
In his eyes, there was no father, just a scumbag.
He glanced at Ghiovani Herd, "Considering we at least have some blood relation, let me give you a piece of advice: it's probably impossible for you to return to the United States in this lifetime. If you don't want to receive a death certificate, divorce my mum voluntarily. You've delayed my mum for so many years; it's time to repay that debt."
Ghiovani Herd cautiously glanced at Miles Martin and whispered, "I, I can voluntarily divorce your mum, but, that year... that year, your grandfather and your mum signed an agreement. If your mum... if she, she… cough, I don't want all the property, just a bit, I..."
Ethan Herd impatiently interrupted, "If your life is gone, will you still want the Herd Family's money? Are you crazy from poverty?"
