Carlo furrowed his eyebrows, wondering what Eduardo was saying.
Hell? Mistake?
He couldn't understand anything and again, he was still feeling the sharp pain in his chest. It was all due to the poison.
"What are you talking about? Tell me everything"
"Everything? If I tell you all at once, wouldn't it be boring?" Eduardo asked, with a cunning smile on his face.
"..." Carlo was silent. He just furrowed his eyebrows, waiting for Eduardo to make a choice.
Once again, he snapped his finger and the scene changed. Instead of the white void they were, it changed into a familiar mansion.
At once glance, Carlo was able to know that it was the Ivanov mansion. It looked exactly like it, though, slightly better.
"This is the past," he said.
"Past?" Carlo asked.
"Watch..." Eduardo interrupted him and Carlo stared at the house. He watched as a black car pulled over in front of the house. A woman with blonde hair stepped out, together with a six-year-old boy.
