"I mean, it’s a pity for you," I said calmly, my voice laced with regret.He looked at me, his anger seemingly abating. He seemed confused by my words."You were supposed to be a capable member of the Huffman family, but you've strayed from that path.”He suddenly looked at me as though he had found someone who finally understood him. With a hint of helplessness in his gaze, he complained, “He’s never valued me.”"What's your name?" I deliberately stalled for time, wanting to play mind games with him. I was hoping to get some information about where my father was."Millard Huffman," he said angrily. "All I remember is my surname, Millard.”"That’s a pity," I repeated.He looked at me, growing more impatient. "Stop beating around the bush and get to the point.""Anson gave you your name, right, Millard?” I wanted to confirm this with him."Yes, he did." He stood on a stool, studying me."He meant for you to remember your original surname, even if you had become part of the Huf
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