The first person to speak up was my father, Phillip Inferesse.
"Oh…"
Tom Bluelet stood there like a statue.
Behind him, his useless son, James, stared at his father with wide eyes, frozen in place.
"This... is quite an interesting recording."
Tom Bluelet's eyes twitched.
His face filled with wrinkles.
He clenched his fist.
"The idiot... couldn't just die quietly."
"Ah, so that's what he meant..."
As we've discussed many times before.
That was the sentence Harrison Reross uttered when he saw Tom Bluelet.
I didn't want to bring it up in front of everyone; I would tell my father when we were alone...
But the truth had come out sooner than expected.
"A father who planned to kill his own son, huh. Just like a drama movie."
My lips curled upward involuntarily.
I wasn't very concerned about our safety.
I didn't think Tom Bluelet would try to do anything to us anyway.
Even if things got a bit… messy, I didn't think it would affect our alliance much.
