"Even now, when he's under suspicion, you still want to talk to him?"
Paul's expression underwent subtle changes, "His father took a bullet for me, his life saved mine. In a way, you could say he's my son too!"
"But has he ever considered you his father?" Alberto's voice grew louder, "If you tell me he's the traitor, I wouldn't doubt it for a second, because that's just the kind of person he is, Paul!"
Paul still hesitated, "I need to talk to him, regardless of whether it's true or not, I insist on this!"
Alberto sighed heavily, "Alright, alright!" He stood up, "I respect you a lot, Paul, but I just can't stand your attitude sometimes."
"Keep me updated with any news, I'm going back."
Paul watched Alberto leave, his expression constantly changing. He sat there for a long while before he finally sighed deeply.
Although Alberto respected Paul, he might not truly understand him.
