Chapter 177

Tristan tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest. "Tough, huh?" Cameron looked a little uneasy, his hand clutching the folder trembling slightly. He set it on the table, brought a cup of hot tea to his lips, and took a sip. "Everyone who knew about this case back then, besides me, is dead. All died under strange circumstances." "Because of the sorcery worm, right?" Cameron met his gaze. "So, you already know." Tristan nodded slightly. "And you're no exception. If I could find you, so can they. Work with me, and I'll make sure you survive this." Cameron gripped the teacup tighter, the steam slowly fading as the tea cooled in his hand. He looked at Tristan. "My son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter..." Tristan lifted a hand. Cameron took out his phone and played a short video: "Dad, we're all safe now. Earlier, more than a dozen men stormed our house with guns, trying to take us away. Fortunately, Mr. Reid's people saved us." Cameron froze. "Why didn't you show this earlier?" Tristan