Sol

"I came with the will of the Moore Family. We have a feast ready. The party will begin right after the devil is buried." Sol skillfully controlled the wheelchair to spin around and then left the room. "Are you close to him?" Carroll pulled me and asked in a low voice. "Yeah, very close. He taught me a lot, so I was a good student." I didn't conceal my relationship with Sol. Carroll asked no more questions and gave an order to Cecil. "Clean up this place." "Mr. Carroll, the feud between the Moore Family and the Brown family..." Cecil reminded in a low voice. After a slight nod, Carroll said, "Don't worry, I can handle it." I tilted my head with confusion. "Sol is your cousin, so didn't you recognize him?" "Because of my mother, the Moore Family hates the Brown family very much, so Uncle allows no interaction between Sol and me." With a bitter face, Carroll said, "I am a stigma to my mother and the whole Moore." "It's not your fault." Unhappy, I looked at the flower petals on the ground.