"Mr. Lawrence.” Tammy came up and reminded him concernedly, "The floor is cold, and please don't drink too much."

"Leave me," Spencer said lightly, "I want some peace.” Only the sound of rain could give him a moment of peace.

Tammy went downstairs, worrying both about Ivan and Spencer.

More than a decade ago, Ivan sent Tammy to take care of Spencer. Spencer didn't know about it until now. Otherwise, he wouldn't agree. Others may not know, but Tammy knew Ivan cared about Spencer. When Tammy came to take care of Spencer, Ivan would call every night to ask about Spencer's situation, mainly asking about his mood and mental state.

So, Ivan knew Spencer very well, including his temperament.

Family was important to Ivan. There weren't many people left in the world sharing the same bloodline with him.

The heavy rain was still pouring outside the window, mixed with wind and thunder.

God seemed to be sad.

After a long while.

behind, Spencer glanced back with the liquor bottle in his hand and saw the still

in Ivan. He was tall,

took a sip of whisky. Ivan went down, walked up to Spencer, and sat down too on the cold

found it

After a while.

mouthful of whisky. "Actually, there is nothing

also a little shocked. He deliberately

was a bedroom that belonged only to

in his

heart, and

Ivan

a deep voice, then raised his head and took a drag from the bottle. "I don't know if you remember this, but I want to tell you that

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what she took with her before your accident?" Spencer

didn't know. He turned to Spencer and listened carefully to him. "A cup

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