When I saw his eagerness and lack of composure, I quickly spoke up. "You've got it all wrong. I asked you to speak, so I can definitely help you.

"Anson wouldn't have left any leeway if it were impossible. He's old. He misses those who used to be around him, especially since you were once his adopted son and called him father." My tone left no room for doubt.

But in my mind, I thought about it.

I wasn't lying to him. Returning to the Huffman family would definitely not be an issue, but dealing with him afterward would be another problem. After all, he was a ruthless killer, and figuring out how to deal with him would be crucial.

When he heard my words, Millard, who had been waiting anxiously, suddenly brightened up. I could even see a faint smile on his face.

I continued calmly. "However, as the current adopted daughter of the Huffman family, I can't let the Huffman family take a wrong step because of me.

"So, how do you plan to return? With what identity? You’ll have to figure t