Noah looked at Alexander Morgan, finding him both funny and annoying.
He finds it quite amusing that this old man is entirely mistaken in accusing Edgar of paying him.
At the same time, he can't help but feel a bit annoyed by the old man's insults.
"What do you need from me?" Noah finally asks.
Everyone in the room smiles happily, correctly guessing that this young man is a fake—he came after their money.
"Young man, by signing this agreement, you'll give up my son's inheritance."
Noah could only laugh inwardly as he looked at the paper before him.
"Don't worry about losing money; I will provide enough to ensure you live comfortably for the rest of your life." Alexander Morgan continued his voice, now gentle and starkly contrasting to the unfriendly tone he had used before.
Noah didn't rush to respond. He gazed at each of them individually, trying to remember their joyful expressions before he shattered their hopes into the abyss.
