"Stop!" Quinton looked at Timothy suspiciously, and abruptly aimed the gun toward Timothy's head.

Angry, Renee tried to stop him.

"Quinton, put the gun down! You can't be rude to Grandpa!" Stefan rushed over angrily and warned Quinton coldly, "You can't make a scene here! Put the gun down, or you'll be sorry!" "Humph! It's been along time, my ex-brother-in-law." Quinton didn't want to move his gun away from Timothy.

He grinned wickedly at Stefan.

"Looks like this old man is very important to you.

I can't let him go easily.

If not, I can't control you." "Quinton!" Renee frowned, livid.

"You can joke about anyone except Grandpa.

He's a very dear friend our late grandfather trusted the most.

We should respect him.

you can't get

Quinton was crazy, but he wasn't one to run out of

wanted to harm the latter, but to make himself seem more powerful than

on

this,

A dear friend?" Quinton

just like a rebellious demon who didn't consider

forms of decency, he sneered, "If he was our grandpa's dear friend, would he watch you suffer thus

this scumbag even

think he was our grandpa's old enemy!" "You can't put it that way!

learned about it, he did teach

nearly beat Stefan up and got Stefan killed a few minutes before you

her best to tell Quinton that Timothy and the Hunts were nice to her to resolve the conflict —very

up in coldness and

kindness they had

he found everything hypocritical

"Renee, people are complicated.

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