Some people, once they turn away, it's for a lifetime.
This truth was something Adrian Law understood from a young age.
Adrian Law raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly on his father, who still maintained his well-kept appearance, and spoke coldly.
"Don't you think it's already too late to say this now?"
Frank Law's throat tightened.
His face, still in its prime, suddenly lost its brilliance.
"Adrian, it's never too late to start, you're being too stubborn, you're still young, there's a long road ahead, and dad can use his latter years to compensate you."
"Compensate me for what?"
Adrian Law smiled indifferently, the curve of his lips suffocating Frank Law.
He had a premonition of what Adrian would say next, but his lips quivered twice, and a vague sense of shame surged in his heart, turning his confident words weak.
