"Good morning, Mr. Schmidt!" Zachary greeted Benjamin with a broad smile.
Benjamin, sitting in his wheelchair, glanced coldly at him. Despite his face being so arrogant, he still dared to show himself? Did he not fear being recognized?
Benjamin’s long, narrow peach blossom eyes gleamed with cold sharpness. "You are Zachary?"
It was the first time Benjamin had seen him after all these years.
Zachary was a little surprised. "You know me?"
Benjamin slightly raised his chin, his voice cold and detached. "Lin Madam has a son and a daughter. And the events with the Reed family yesterday... that’s how I came to know you."
Zachary’s smile deepened as he looked at the man in the wheelchair. Even sitting down, Benjamin exuded a powerful aura, which still pressed heavily on him.
"Mr. Schmidt!
