Sophia gave her elder brother a grateful glance. He had invited Capone to stay for dinner and even remembered what she had told him — that Capone's stomach wasn't good, and he should eat light meals like soup and porridge.
The tea was ready, and Alexander Diaz pushed a cup of tea in front of Capone.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Alexander Diaz observed him carefully, but the real test hadn't even begun.
When Dylan Diaz and Linda returned hand-in-hand, Capone put down his tea cup and stood up, neither humble nor arrogant. He stood still, his face calm and unreadable.
Dylan Diaz gave him a quick glance, then sat down on the sofa across from him, gesturing for the younger ones to sit.
He and his wife had long known from Alexander Diaz that Capone would come today, but they had gone out to watch a Yue opera early, as if they didn't care much about it.
