Perhaps Joshua was right; he should probably leave.

Staying in Merchant City would not only allow his ungrateful son Malcolm to continue pestering him… but he even had to worry about Thomas, too.

He could not help feeling that Thomas would not let him off the hook so easily after what happened just minutes ago.

Samuel sighed and glanced at the boarding time on the ticket.

This was a flight ticket for the next day, so he had a day to say a proper farewell to everyone else.

At the thought of this, Samuel rubbed his brows and contemplated this for a long time. Finally, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Joshua’s house.