The corners of Casare’s lips slowly curled as he looked at Amon kneeling before the headstone with a regretful expression on his face.

“Amon, I just said your life is a complete failure because of your mouth, but you still don’t accept that, so do you accept it now?”

Why did Amon not know Grace was his daughter until now if it wasn’t for his tongue-in-cheek and self-righteousness?

Amon, the heir to the Yardley pack, had always presented himself with an attitude of beneficence ...