600: Victor Weaver

Victor Weaver

A moment later.0

Connor and Yana walked into the living room of the villa.

At this moment, a skinny old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The old man had a short goatee and a pair of deep brown eyes. He looked very dignified.

Even though he did not say a word, his body gave off a dignified aura.

Yana's father, Jacob, stood beside the old man and whispered something to him!

Yana hesitated for a moment, then turned to Connor and said, "Connor, this is my grandfather, Victor Weaver!"

"Victor Weaver?"

When Connor heard this name, he could not help but be stunned for a moment.

He felt like he had heard this name from somewhere before, but now that Yana was saying it out loud, Connor couldn't remember who this person was.

"You remember what I told you just now, right?"

Yana asked Connor softly.

"I do!"

Connor nodded without thinking.

"Okay!"

Yana replied in a low voice, then reached out and pulled Connor toward Victor.

"Grandpa…"

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