Nicholas Croft nodded without saying a word, his eyes cast down as he sipped his red wine. Seeing his silent demeanor, Nathan Moore raised an eyebrow, brought his glass to his lips and asked with a half-smile, "Brother, do you feel less guilty towards little Sophie by doing this?"
Nicholas Croft snapped back to reality, lifted his head and let out a long breath, bringing the wine to his lips and drinking slowly. His dark eyes squinted as he gazed somewhere in the distance and spoke leisurely, "Nathan, do you think...back then...was I too reckless?"
He only looked at the police station's interrogation records and didn't ask Sophie Foster for verification, just heartlessly decided that she needed a lesson. In the end...
Nathan Moore withdrew his gaze, took a sip of wine and sneered, "It's the same even now."
Nicholas Croft...
He turned his head, furrowing his brows in confusion as he looked at him, seemingly expecting more.
