Chapter 1811 Conducted at the Police Station

Josias is horrified to see that Caio self-deprecates in this way, “Leech, you? No, Caio, I never thought of that!”

“But that's what I think.” Caio gets up and walks away, “Uncle Josias, if you weren't rich, we'd all be in the favela today. No one has the same talent for business as you. My father would be the salvation, but he ruined his football career. My aunt Melissa would have married a guy from the favela and would still be poor today.”

Josias gets up and tries to ease Caio's conscience, “My nephew, I never accused you of taking advantage of my wealth. On the contrary, I was always happy to help. Do you remember when we all lived close together in the little house in Green Park? I just couldn't leave your family behind.”

Caio smiles bitterly at Josias, “Yes, and at that time my father was your great friend. How convenient. Now that my father no longer needs your money, he hates you.”

Josias scratches the back of his head, “Your father’s question is more complicated.”

“So, Uncle J