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Chapter Twenty-Eight II

"I don't know what you're trying to say, Bonifacio," he replied calmly.

It's been years since he last saw Bonifacio. He did not change at all, except for the white strands in his hair. If he only knew that Bonifacio is also invited to this event he shouldn't have come.

"I want to talk this matter privately, Venedict," he said as he put both of his hands inside of his pocket.

"I believe there's nothing for us to talk about so please excuse me for I have more important things to do."

Bonifacio chuckled. "Oh c'mon, Venedict. Don't act as if you are trying to hide something."

"I'm not hiding anything from you," he firmly stated.

All of a sudden, Bonifacio's face darkened. "You are hiding my son."

Venedict's jaw clenched. "Vincent is my son. You better watch your words."

"I am watching mine, Venedict. But are you watching yours? Don't make a fool of yourself. Both of us knew that your wife never loved you—"

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