Benjamin's Heirloom Ring

Old Friend

Still maintaining his bow at a perfect 90-degree angle, Vincent's demeanor betrayed the signs of intense discomfort. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his body trembling ever so slightly with the weight of the moment.

Internally, Vincent's mind churned with a tumult of conflicting feelings. 'It's unmistakable. The way he moves, the intensity in his eyes—it's uncannily reminiscent of Tristan. By all that's holy, my initial suspicions were right on the mark!'

Despite Vincent's unwavering certainty that his intuition was correct, a lingering sense of doubt lingered within him, prompting him to seek confirmation directly from Benjamin.

With resolve tinged with regret, Vincent exclaimed, "Mr. Frost, I, on behalf of the entire Bennett family, extend our sincerest apologies for the insolent behavior displayed by our eldest son towards you!"

Having concluded his statement, Vincent harbored doubts regarding Antonio's willingness to offer a sincere apology. To convey his expectations disc