Cameron Spencer steadied himself by holding onto Nick Zeller's arm and quickly glanced at him.
At such a close distance, he finally had a chance to carefully observe the man's appearance.
Unfortunately, whether it was because too much time had passed, or he simply wasn't as he had imagined, he couldn't discern any familiar features or traits in his face.
Cameron felt a bit disappointed and quickly lowered his gaze, discreetly clutching the strand of hair in his palm, and chuckled, "Getting old, can't even walk steadily anymore."
"Boss Spencer is still full of vigor, your son isn't even a year old yet, how can you call yourself old?" Nick Zeller replied with a hint of sarcasm.
They didn't say anything further.
Cameron exerted a lot of effort to straighten his spine and slowly and steadily walked inside.
Nick followed behind, watching his back, his pupils constricting almost imperceptibly.
By the time he returned inside, he had already regained his composure.
