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The sound made Robert instinctively flinch backward. His eyes, slightly clouded with age, darted in the direction of the noise.

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In a calm, measured tone, Robert said, "You've got the wrong guy. I'm not this 'Ford' you're looking for."

lan's lips curled into a sinister sneer as he approached Robert and yanked off the mask concealing his face, revealing features that bore an uncanny resemblance to someone familiar. His eyes, dark and profound, fixed upon the unmasked visage as a chilling, gravelly voice emanated from his throat. "Ford, did you really think I wouldn't recognize you behind this little charade?"

With a swift kick to Robert's stomach, lan sent him reeling back several yards before he slammed against a pillar, coughing up blood.

a man encased in ice, emitting a chill that took one's breath away. The thought of

planted his boot on his neck, and demanded in a frosty tone, "Talk.

turning a shade of crimson, yet his jaw was clenched tight, a clear sign that he would rather

time since you've seen them, so maybe it's time I give you a chance for

a child reciting a poem in class,

the child in the video crumbled the fortress of Robert's mental defenses. For years, he had been watching over his family from the shadows. He knew about his grandson attending elementary

and treat him to a feast. But all he had managed to say was 'thank you'

choice. Leonora had

He confessed everything.